[M EnZABETH W
,1 : UNIVERSITY OF N. CAT CHAPEL HILL
THE LIBRARY OF THE
AT CHAPEL HILL
ENDOWED BY THE
DIALECTIC AND PHILANTHROPIC
THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
Digitized by the Internet Archive
WITH A WILD SHOUT THE WAR DANCE BEGAN.
The Little Washinstons. FroJitispiece,
LILLIAN ELIZABETH ROY
THE POLLY BREWSTER BOOKS,
THE GIRL SCOUTS BOOKS, Etc.
'vr A'fA *i^
GROSSET & DUNLAP
PUBLISHERS NEW YORK
Made in the United States o( America
i«E uwvEBSrry of north c^brouna
AT CHAPEL Hai
Copyright, 1918, by
THE PLATT & NOURSE COMPANY
I. George and MAR-i^^HA .... 7
II. Washington's Homestead Burns Down 24
III. Punishments and Lessons . . 41
IV. George Plans a Survey Expedition . 57
V. The Surveyors' Camp ... 75
VI. The First. Taste of Battle ... 92
VII. How George Applied History . . no
VIII. Delightful Imprisonment . • . 127
IX. The Effects of Prison Life . o 142
GEORGE AND MARTHA
^^ AT ^' MARTHA, you can't play
^^^ Lady Washington yet, 'cause
we need you to be mother this
time!" exclaimed a little boy of about
eleven years, named George Parke.
"But, George, when you told us all
about this make-believe game, you said
I could be Lady Washington, and wear
curls and a train to my dress !" disputed
the boy's sister Martha, who was about
nine and a half years of age.
"So you can, just as soon as we
have played the first part, but we can't
have a war and make me a general right
off, before we grow up and show our
8 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
country what a fine young man I am^
don't you see?" explained George.
"Besides, Martha, George Washing-
ton didn't marry Martha Custis till af-
ter he began to be a soldier, so some one
must play his mother, Mrs. Washing-
ton, to start with, and you are the only
girl here," anxiously added a younger
boy of about eight.
"Well, if I play Mrs. Washington
now, what will you be?" questioned
"Me? Oh, I can be anything George
says, until the time when we go to war
and I am Marquis Lafayette," replied
John Graham, the little boy who lived
next door to the Parkes in the suburbs
of Washington, D. C.
"Well, all right! I s'pose I'll have
to," sighed Martha reluctantly; "but it
would be more fun to begin right
where the general has to leave home to
fight and you come over from France
to help and Jim Jackson plays Her-
"We'll get to that place in a few
days, Martha! I'd rather play war and
GEORGE AND MARTHA 9
order John and my men about than
make believe I'm your oldest son and
living in the country — but things have
to start at the beginning. You know
what mother read to us this morning
from Washington's memoirs — he al-
ways believed in law and order, so we
must act just as he would," explained
"Then you must be very obedient,
and do just what I tell you, George, be-
cause he was a model son and very
respectful to his mother," quickly added
Martha, feeling a keen sense of joy in
the prospects of making her indepen-
dent brother do her bidding.
"Humph! Washington wasn't home
very long, you remember, after he left
school to do surveying. So I won't
have to be very obedient to you," ar-
gued George, with dissatisfaction in
"Even so, the real Washington was
so dutiful a son that he always wrote
letters to tell his mother what he was
doing — and he always asked advice on
things of importance. That's what you
m THE LITTLE WASHINGTON^
must do of me!" declared Martha, lift-
ing her head authoritatively.
"Come on in the house, John — Fm
going to get that big book mother read
from this morning,'* said George, start-
ing for the back porch.
**rm coming, too, 'cause I want to
borrow grandma's lace cap and a pair
of specs," crie^ Martha, as she ran
close at the boys' heels.
While the three playmates are in the
house, let me tell you what all this plan-
ning was about.
George and Martha Parke were con-
nected in a distant way with the Parke
and Custis family of long ago. Of
course you remember that the father of
his country, George Washington, mar-
ried the widow Martha Custis, who was
later called "Lady Washington"; and
that was the subject of the conversation
between the children when this story
George and Martha Parke lived in
a lovely house surrounded by ample
grounds, a short distance from the cap-
ital of the United States — Washington.
GEORGE AND MARTHA 11
And in the neighboring house lived a
little playmate, John Graham. Then
there was a family of cousins, who lived
a short distance from the Parkes — ^just
near enough to allow the children to
run back and forth for visits without
the parents worrying over their safety.
As is customary in many old South-
ern families, devoted family servants,
descended from slave days, are retained
generation after generation. These
faithful colored servitors marry into the
staffs of their own or neighboring fam-
ilies, and the children that are born are
educated and trained by the family
whom they serve.
In the Parke household descend-
ants of the old slaves could be found.
Jenny, the cook, had married the butler
of the Graham household, but re-
mained with the Parkes while Sam still
lived with the Grahams. A little boy,
Jim, was the only child of this couple,
and he was being seriously considered
by the Parke children to play the part
of Hercules, the famous cook of the
Washington family. Jim was about
12 [THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
seven years old, and owing to the con-
stant companionship of his granny,
who was the old family nurse of the
Parke children, he had acquired much
of the interesting dialect peculiar to
the old Southern slaves, and still notice-
able in genuine descendants of these
good, faithful servants.
About the time this story opens, the
Parke and Graham families had but
recently returned from their country
farms where the summers were spent,
and studies and recreation were again
resumed by the children. George
Washington always was a great favor-
ite in American History for the chil-
dren since Mrs. Parke began reading a
very interesting book of his life to them,
and they conceived the idea to pretend
the whole story as it progressed day after
Every afternoon was playtime, and
the children were free to follow this
plan of amusement: Grandma Parke
eagerly abetting the suggestion by of-
fering bits of lace and silk, a shawl and
other properties, to make the game
GEORGE AND MARTHA 13
more realistic. As grandma was very
proud of her ancestry, she was de-
lighted to hear of the "make-believe"
general's scheme and at once began
planning how she might add to the in-
terest by making a cocked hat and cos-
tume for George, a dress and other
requirements for Martha, and suitable
toilettes for Lafayette and Hercules.
But here come the children, so we
must stop talking of their plans until
some other time when they are not
"Here, John, you sit down on this
cushion, while Martha sits on the lawn
chair and makes notes of what we need
to do in our game. I'll read from the
book so's it'll be all true and right,"
commanded George, as the three chil-
dren reached a group of birches grow-
ing at one side of the back lawn.
George hastily thumbed the pages
at the first part of the book and finally
found the special page for which he was
"Now, here it says: 'George Wash-
ington was born at the old homestead
14 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
of Wakefield, in Westmoreland Coun-
ty, in Eastern Virginia. He was the
oldest child of a family of six children
— George, Betty, Samuel, John Augus-
tine, Charles, and Mildred. The latter
died in infancy.' "
"Oh, we know all that, George, so
don't lose time reading it. We want
to start the play!" cried Martha, who
felt impatient at being obliged to
listen to her brother's expressionless
"Well, I was only going to say that
one day, while good Madam Washing-
ton was raking dry grass and stubble
in her garden, she thought to burn it,
and in this way set fire to her home
and burned it down. It says that the
servants helped her fight the flames, but
only succeeded in saving a few things.
Now I thought we could start our fun
by having Martha do that. I can be off
somewhere on business — just now I am
Mary Washington's husband, you
know, and John will have to play
George, the son. What do you say?"
and George watched the growing en-
GEORGE AND MARTHA 15
thusiasm in the faces of his audience.
"O-oh, say, George, can't we go
down to the back fence and build a
shack or something? Then Martha
can really rake the dry weeds and stuff
left in the vegetable garden, and when
we burn it in a bonfire we can burn the
house, too !" exclaimed John, ever ready
"Of course! That is what I expect
to do!" returned George, who never ad-
mitted that any one ever thought of a
brilliant plan that he too had not had
the same inspiration.
"Comx on, Martha — let's hurry!'*
urged John, now imbued with the idea
of having a big bonfire.
The three children started off for the
extreme end of the property where the
high picket fence divided the Parke
truck garden from that of the Graham
place. They had not gone more than
a dozen yards, however, before a shrill
whistle came from the area leading
from the basement of the house.
"Whar yuh goin'?" called a picka-
16 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
"Goin' to play Washingtons !'*
"Kin Ah come an' play?" begged
the bow-legged little Jim, running as
fast as he could across the grass.
"Oh, say, George, we got to have a
servant, you know, to help Madam
Washington put out the fire!" ex-
claimed John, turning to George.
At that, George turned and called to
Jim, "Yes, I was jus' thinking of send-
ing for you to come and play."
So with a wide grin that showed
every glistening white tooth in his
large mouth, Jim followed breathless-
ly after his young master.
Arrived at the place that offered such
a fine site for their homestead and the
destructive fire, the four children stood
and looked about, then at each other.
"There's noffin to burn," remarked
"Then we'll have to go to work and
build something. You see, George
Washington would never stop at such
trifles!" bragged the youthful George.
"I know where there's a pile of olH
GEORGE AND MARTHA 17
bean-poles our gardener left after tak-
ing out the dry vines," ventured John.
"You do! Where?" exclaimed
George and Martha in one voice.
"Do you s'pose any one wants them
again? We've done with them for this
year," wondered John, not quite per-
" 'Course not ! Bean-poles aren't
much account for anything, and every
year we get new ones. I'm quite sure
— don't we, Martha?" said George,
turning to his sister to sponsor this,
"Where do you keep them, John?"
parried Martha, wishing to find out
how much risk there might be in trans-
ferring them from one side of the fence
to the other, before committing herself
to the plan.
"I'll go and get them — if Jim will
help — and we won't have to bring
them over here. We can build the
house right by the fence and Martha
can have the fire on this side of the
fence in the cornfield here," suggested
18 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
Now this was a wonderful idea that
George could not claim as original
with himself, so he objected to its pos-
"Let's build half on your side and
half on ours. We can use some of the
poles and brush from our garden for
this half. If you have most on your
side, that can be the house, and ours
can be the extension at the back of the
homestead, 'cause that is always much
"Fine! Come on, Jim, and help me,
while George and Martha build their
kitchen end," gleefully called John,
climbing over the fence as easily as if
it were a ladder.
Jim scrambled after, his bent legs
showing fearfully uncertain as he
mounted the strong post at a section
of the fence. Soon the two were out
of sight behind the still standing high
corn-stalks, and George with his sis-
ter began to collect the brush that had
been used for the peas that season.
After many trips to and from the
garden, loaded with tiresome burdens of
GEORGE AND MARTHA 19
brush and bean-poles, all four patriotic
plotters met again at the fence-post to
discuss further developments.
"Now we've got everything, how are
we going to build the house?" queried
"I guess I'll have to go to the tool-
house and ger a shovel and some string.
We'll have to have string to tie on the
roof and sides of the house, you know,"
"Ah got a hank o' yarn," offered Jim,
taking a snarled bunch of knitting
wool from his loose breeches pocket.
"Good! Here, Martha, you sit down
and unravel this tangle while I go to
the tool-house. Say, John, why can't
you get a shovel and pick, too? We've
got to stick those poles in the ground,
you know, to tie the brush on after-
ward," said George.
"Why can't we use the fence for a
wall and lean the poles up against it
from both sides? Then the brush can
be stuck in between the poles. What
difference will it make whether the
house is up straight or leans against
20 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
somethin' as long as it is goin' to burn
down?" argued John.
"If we have a homestead, we're go-
ing to have a good one. It will make
our sorrow deeper if we lose the home
so unexpectedly through the careless-
ness of Martha," replied George,
which spoke well for his innate desire
to do everything well.
"I wasn't careless at all! It was an
accident. The book says: 'Madam
Washington was clearing away the
trash from her garden when in some
way' — ^maybe the wind blew a spark
inside a window — 'the homestead
caught fire.' Now I won't play if you
make me burn it down through care-
lessness!" pouted Martha.
"Oh, don't get cross, Martha! Have
it happen any way you like, only let's
hurry and build the house or it'll be
dark before we have a fire !" cried John
So Martha sat down to do the impos-
sible — unravel the snarl of Jim's yarn —
and two of the boys ran to the
Grahams' barn, while George hurried
GEORGE AND MARTHA 21
to his father's shed for the necessary
implements with which to work.
Work as fast and as hard as they
could, it took all the rest of the after-
noon to dig holes and firmly place
enough bean-poles in a square on both
sides of the fence to make the walls of
the house. Then the roof had to be
fastened on. ^ For this, the picket fence
provided a splendid resting-place. It
was used as the ridge-pole, the bean-
poles leaning on it on both sides of the
house, and slanting down to the poles
of the side-walls. The roof-poles were
tied with twine, yarn, manila rope,
white string and any other material the
boys had found in the barns.
"Now we're ready for the brush-
wood. I wish we had wood to use,
it would look so much more real,"
said George, admiring the frame-work
of the homestead to be.
"Oh, don't waste time wishing that!
Come along and work," exclaimed
The brush was stuck in between the
poles and placed on the roof, when
22 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
the supper-bell was heard ringing from
the back porch.
"Oh, pshaw! We can't burn the
house to-night!" sighed John.
"I know what! Let's bring some fur-
niture here, and Martha can have her
dolls and doll furniture to-morrow
afternoon. Maybe Jim can get a
sprinkling-pot or some pans for us to
use in trying to put out the fire. If
the dolls are sleeping in the house, and
we have to rush in to save their lives,
it will make all the more fun. What
do you say?" cried George.
"Just the thing if Martha will do it,"
added John eagerly.
"Of course I will, but you must
promise to save them all," agreed
"That's just what we intend doing!
While Jim saves the furniture, and
John runs with water, I will go bravely
in and bring out the children safely.
Then you all must say how noble I am,
and that some day I will be a great
hero — see?"
Evidently John saw, for he sulked
GEORGE AND MARTHA 23
as he grumbled "good night," feeling
envious of the coming hero. And Jim
felt very much awed at the tones and
manners of his young master, while
Martha, her motherly instinct for the
dolls' safety uppermost, ran back to the
house with fearful forebodings in her
Washington's homestead burns down
i^^^HILDREN, what is the matter
\^ with you to-day? I have tried
to hear your lessons all morn-
ing, but you persist in mumbling about
Washington's boyhood experiences in-
stead of reciting correctly the chapter
of the Civil War, which I wished you
to memorize!" exclaimed Mrs. Parke,
as the two scholars sat in her morning-
room with school-books opened before
"Mother, it must be the lovely
autumn weather that's got into our sys-
tem. Could you sit and study when
everything was so wonderful out-
doors?" said George, looking longing-
ly at the back lawn.
Mrs. Parke laughed, but she re-
plied, "I will certainly be glad when
the rainy season comes, in October, and|
fTHE HOMESTEAD BURNS 25
with it your teacher. Then you'll
have to attend to school hours instead
of wheedling mother into excusing you
from lessons because the day is so
"Does that mean we may go?" cried
"Yes, for-^this once more. It is al-
most luncheon time, anyway," said
Mrs. Parke apologetically to herself.
It was not two moments thereafter
that both George and Martha were out
of the cheerful room and flying through
"Got your dolls?" called George.
"Yes, and the cradle and bureau with
their clothes are on the back porch,"
responded Martha, as she ran to her
room for a gingham bungalow apron
that would serve for a long dress, in
which to play her part.
"Leave everything on the porch and
we'll hurry through lunch first," or-
dered George, as he piled a broken
chair, a legless table, and several
pieces of broken crockery under the
steps of the rear piazza.
26 rHE LITTLE WASHINGTONS'
Luncheon over, the two children
crept down the area steps to recon-
noiter for Jim. The latter, sitting on
a stool eating his bread and milk, lost
no time in gobbling the last few spoon-
fuls and running after the two beckon-
"Ise foun' a scrub-pail wid a hole
in its bottom, an' mammy give me a
leaky quart measure she kep' garden
seasonin' in in de pantry. Heah dey
am — unner de lilac bushes," whispered
Jim, looking timidly over his shoulder
for fear his mammy might hear and
suspect the awful plot.
Laden with furniture, fire-apparatus,
and children, the three early settlers ran
across the grass to the comparative pro-
tection of the hedge that bounded the
wide pathway to the barns. But once
out of sight of the house and the alert
kitchen-folk, the three arch-plotters
again crossed the grass to avoid the
watchful eyes of Mose, the gardener.
"Ah," sighed George, as they found
the newly-built homestead as they had
left it the night before.
THE HOMESTEAD BURNS 27
"It looks kind of queer in daylight !"
commented Martha, who had been pic-
turing the wonderful building to her-
self ever since they left it in the twilight
when all things appear better than they
do in the glare of the sunshine.
"Queer! I don't see why!" defended
George, who was annoyed at his own
silent criticism of the building.
"It looks jus' lak a brush pig-sty my
daddy built fer Grahams' farm, las'
yar," ventured Jim.
Had not a cat-call announced John
Graham's approach, it is hard to say
what might have happened to weak-
kneed little Jim at his daring compari-
son. But John came panting to the
fence, burdened with various articles,
prominent in the medley being a rem-
nant of lace curtain.
"I got this to hang on a window, so
we can throw a burning stick in, and
ketch the lace on fire !" explained John,
taking the old piece of net and holding
it at one of the many apertures made
by the scarcity of brush covering the
78 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
"Just the thing!" declared George, as
he revelled over an empty scabbard,
broken and useless, but fine for a man
to use when riding through a forest
filled with hostile Indians.
"An' this old pistol I found on the
library wall, is a relic of the Revolu-
tion, pa said one day to a visitor. I
knew it was just what I could use to
warn our neighbors that we need help,"
"I'd better use the pistol, too, 'cause
if you're George Washington when he
was a boy, you couldn't handle fire-
arms, you know," ventured George,
doubtful of the reception his sugges-
tion would have.
"I just guess not! I had to climb up
the mantel in the library for it when no
one was around, and then hide it un-
der my bed-sheet all night, so's I could
bring it here to use. Now I'm not go-
ing to let you play with it !" cried John
"Oh, all right, then, if you think
young Washington acted like that to
his father! Why, every one knows he
THE HOMESTEAD BURNS 29
was so good and obedient that his
father said he was a model son," argued
"Well, I'm not George and I got
the pistol, so there!"
"Boys, please stop fussing and let's
play! My dolls and furniture are
waiting in the homestead," said Mar-
tha, as she came from the impromptu
home, leaving the children inside wait-
ing for the fiery ordeal.
"Da's what Ah say, too, bo's !" grum-
bled Jim, who had great expectations of
running madly from the pump near the
barn with his pail of water to put out
the fire of the burning house.
"Come along, then," said George,
taking a length of twine from the fence
to fasten the scabbard about his waist.
"Now, Martha, you must be in the
house when I come up and talk. Jim
can be working in the garden and John
can be saying good-by before he rides
to the town for mail, or somethin'!"
"Remember, you must try to save the
children and the house, Jim, the min-
30 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
ute you see the fire start. You see, I
am very calm and self-possessed, so I
won't cry for help or even call 'Fire!'
Now don't forget you're a slave, and
will do all you can to save the prop-
erty," admonished Martha, shaking a
finger at the awed Jim.
"Yas'sam!" gasped Jim, bobbing hig
head as he had seen his granddaddy do
to the elders of the Parke household.
Martha crept in under the opening
in the bean-poles that was politely
termed the "doorway," and then sat
down to rock the cradle holding her
Jim was sent to dig and rake in the
stubble near the brush house, and
young George came up to speak to
Madam Washington. Just as he crept
inside the place, Martha said: "Oh,
dear me! Who remembered to bring a
match to start the bonfire in the gar-
No one had, so John said: "I'll gal-
lop on my make-believe horse to the
house and see if I can't find some in
THE HOMESTEAD BURNS 31
"Well, then hurry up, or all our fun
will be spoilt!" said George.
While John was absent, Martha ar-
ranged the interior of the house, plac-
ing the dilapidated articles of furniture
in the scant space provided for them,
but the cradle holding the dolls she left
standing near the fence-post that held
up the entire pole building. Had she
been more experienced, she would have
placed the cradle near the open door
where Jim could quickly rescue the
children, leaving the furniture for a
George and Jim piled up a great heap
of dried corn-stalks and pea-vines, also
some pole-bean vines dry and brittle
and very inflammable. Then John was
seen running back along the worn foot-
path beside the fence, until he reached
the place where the boys generally
scaled the dividing line from each
"I got two — all I could find! These
were on the stand where the girl must
have left them last night, after lighting
the hall gas," cried John breathlessly.
32 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
"Now, all ready — I will say good-by
to Madam Washington and leave for
the business with the Indians/* said
George, as he stopped at the doorway
to wave his hand at Martha.
"Good-by, Mr. Washington — and do
come back soon," giggled Martha,
watching George leave the homestead
and climb on the high fence where he
played he was riding a horse away
from the farm.
Now Martha came out and called to
Jim, "The children are sleeping, so I
will clean up the yard."
Thus saying, she turned to laugh at
John who was waiting behind a tree to
see the fun begin.
She took the rake and cleared up
some dry grass and leaves, then sent
Jim indoors to pretend he was work-
ing in the kitchen. Obedient as usual,
Jim did as Martha ordered and sat
cross-legged on the ground waiting for
Martha struck the match and lit the
bonfire, but so swiftly did the fire lick
up the dry stubble and leaves that she
THE HOMESTEAD BURNS 33
could not reach out for a bit of burn-
ing wood to fling in at the lace curtain.
Instead, great fragments of flaring tin-
der blew directly over the brush house,
instantly igniting the dry twigs and the
corn-stalks that had been placed on the
"Oh, oh!" screamed Martha, thor-
oughly frightened, "save the dolls and
the cradle — some one — quick, quick!"
John stood petrified by the tree, and
George, who had jumped from the
fence when Martha was ready to light
the bonfire, had hidden back of John's
corn-bunched stalks, since he was sup-
posed to be away.
"Whar am dey. Miss Marfa?" cried
a little coughing voice from under the
"Oh, oh, sakes alive! Jim's in that
fire!" screamed Martha, clutching
wildly at her hair, and dancing up and
down in a frenzy.
"What — oh, what can we do? Jim!
Jim ! can't you come out of that hole?'*
yelled John, when he found the door-
way had collapsed.
34 THE LITTEE WASHINGTONS
"Fse lookin' fer Miss Marfa's chil-
luns! It's so smoky Ah cain't see nuf-
fin!" wheezed Jim.
"Come out — come out! Oh, come
but, Jim ! Never mind the dolls !" cried
Martha hysterically, running back and
forth as near the hot fire as she dared.
Now George had heard his sister's
first terrified call but thought she was
pretending, so he laughed to himself at
the great fun they were having. But
the moment he heard John's distressed
yell, he knew something had gone
wrong, so he ran out and saw the red-
hot fire which was wreathing the home-
He scrambled over the fence, tearing
a great rent in his clothing as he did so,
and rushed up in time to hear Martha
scream for Jim to come out. Instantly
realizing what had taken place, George
looked about, but saw no other way to
run in and try to save his "slave."
With not a thought for his own
safety, George tore away some of the
brush still unignited and forced his way
between the bean-poles. Jim stood
THE HOMESTEAD BURNS 35
holding the dolls tighdy clasped in his
arms, coughing violendy and eyes shut
tight with the smart of the smoke and
George grabbed him, and pushing
him toward the opening he had forced,
shoved the rescuer of "the children"
out through the aperture. John, as
brave as George, but not with the same
presence of mind, rushed up and
caught hold of Jim just as he stumbled
blindly over a burning pole and would
George managed to get out after Jim,
but the brush was already burning, and
he singed his hair and hands in trying
to ward off falling flares of fire from
The dolls' fluffy dresses were burning
as John half-dragged Jim out of the
danger zone. Martha snatched the
burning toys away from Jim's spas-
modic hold, and threw them on the
ground far enough away to let them
burn without risk to anything more
George knew enough to smother his
35 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
smoking hair with his coat, which he
had quickly pulled off. But his blis-
tered hands were so painful that he
almost cried out with agony as he man-
aged to whip out the creeping fire with
his coat, when he saw the menace to the
dry corn-field, and possibly to the barn,
all filled with hay and fodder for the
But the children had forgotten that
the bean-pole homestead was built
about the fence, until they turned from
the more urgent needs of keeping the
fire from spreading, to behold the
picket fence burning along rapidly and
shooting sparks at the dry shrubberies
and trees near the corner of the bound-
"Run, George, and call Mose to help
us!" cried Martha, heart-broken over
the loss of her beloved dolls and the
awful-looking hands her brother
"Let me run — some one take Jim
home to have his mammy tie up his
face and hands," shouted John, off like
THE HOMESTEAD BURNS 37
George remained alone, still beating
with his now shred of a coat, at every
shooting flame that tried to get at the
dry stubble in the garden.
But the families of both houses had
seen the column of smoke and had
heard the excited cries of the children
as th^ fire so unexpectedly licked up
everything about them, and every one,
from the baby to grandma, ran to the
scene where the smoke rose.
With hand-grenades, water buckets,
a garden-hose, and every possible
device for extinguishing a fire, both
families worked and advised until the
fence was merely a blackened line of
ashes. Several of the fine old trees had
suffered severe scorching, and the
shrubs were completely destroyed by
Besides these casualties, George was
badly burned, Jim's woolly pate was
crisped so that the short, tight curls
came off in his mammy's hand, and
John and Martha were burned here and
there by flying brands. The family of
pet dolls, the cradle and bureau of
38 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
dresses were mere memories for Mar-
tha; and to cap the climax, the four
would-be actors in history were sternly
reproved and punished for days follow-
ing, by keeping them apart.
Mr. Graham found the old horse-pis-
tol on the ground behind the tree where
John had dropped it in his fright, when
Martha screamed for help to save Jim,
and he shook his head, murmuring as he
did so :
"I wish I could impress these chil-
dren with the danger of playing with
firearms and make-believe fires. Of
course this antique pistol is not loaded,
but they were not aware of that."
Then Mr. Parke called upon Mr.
Graham the night of the fire and had
a serious talk with him.
"Really, Graham, I am at my wits*
ends about those children. Why, not
only could they have set fire to the
barns and other out-houses, but little
Jim might have been roasted alive in
that brush heap if George hadn't risked
his own safety to rescue him."
"I have been thinking over the cir-
THE HOMESTEAD BURNS 39
cumstances,Tarke, and I find that tHese
children are about the same as we were
when we were young, only they play
with fire and guns and we played rob-
bers and Indians. One is as bad as the
other when it comes to danger of life
and limb, and at this advanced day,
youngsters ought to be taught the haz-
ards of such fun. Now, how did John
know that gun was safe to play with?
Might it not have been loaded or
stuffed with an old load that would have
exploded accidentally and caused great
"Well, I must begin to teach the chil-
dren the great risk of playing with
matches, or starting bonfires, as both
are so dangerous. The only proper
place for fire is in a stove or when
carefully watched by expert grown-ups.
And as for matches! Well, no child
ought to be permitted to handle them
at all, as they begin to feel too familiar
with the treacherous little stick. Just
see all the pain and trouble caused by
having two stray matches on the hall
table," added the other man.
40 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
So the result of the fire "was, that not
only did the parents take greater care
in teaching the children not to touch
matches, firearms, or fire of any kind,
but the servants, also, were warned
about carelessly leaving anything
around that might tempt children to
have a "make-believe" fire.
PUNISHMENTS AND LESSONS
^^IV/T OTHER, aren't you going to
J3(£ let us play the Washingtons
any more?" asked George
plaintively, while his hands were still
bandaged, and the missing eye-brows
and hair made his face look very queer
"I'm sure I don't know what to say
to that. If you would but keep within
reasonable bounds of your patriotism,
there would be no objection to your
playing Washington as much as you
like, but such capers as playing Madam
Washington burning down her home-
stead is beyond my endurance! Poor
little Jim had nothing to do with the
plan, yet he suffered as much as you,
by doing exactly as you all advised
him," replied Mrs. Parke severely.
42 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
"Well, I remember father read from
the Bible the other evening at prayers,
that 'the rain fell on both the just and
the unjust,* so what can we do when
the Bible tells us that?" questioned
Mrs. Parke could not reply to that
great stumbling-block of most theolo-
gians, so she changed the subject rather
"Now, for to-day, I intend reading
of Washington's days directly after his
father had passed away. Listen, chil-
" 'The death of Augustine Washing-
ton' — that is George's father, you know,
children — 'in 1743, when George was
but eleven years old, broke up the
happy Wakefield life and left Madam
Washington a widow at thirty-five with
a family of four sons and one daugh-
ter, besides the two sons of her hus-
band's first marriage to Jane Butler.
" 'An earnest, serious, yet delightful
boyhood was that of young George
Washington. And as he grew older,
he passed from the studies at his moth-
PUNISHMENTS AND LESSONS 43
er's knee to those of the old sexton,
Master Hobby, and later to the old
field-academy near Fredericksburg.
" 'But Washington never had the
benefits of an education such as Jeffer-
son and Madison enjoyed. Latin and
French were practically unknown to
the (Schoolboy, whose bent of mind was
thus entirely turned to mathematics
and the studies growing out of a sound
foundation in this important science of
" 'Thus it happened naturally, that
Washington should turn to the study of
surveying, not only because his family
owned such large parcels of ground,
jbut because it was most remunerative
at that day.
" Tn the same way, Thomas Jeffer-
son, Rogers Clark, and John Adams —
not to mention Franklin — directed
their early opportunities to surveying,
that brings such precision of habits and
practice in the study and application
of the science of civil engineering.' "
"Mother, when I am old enough I
am going to study that — surveying, you
44 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
know, just as my Washington did!"
cried George, as he enthused at that
part of Mrs. Parke's reading.
"I trust you will, son, as it is a won-
derful profession. Not only can you
become close friends with Nature — her
flowers, forests, fields, streams and
mountain peaks, but also you can visit
great cities, plan the lines of towering
structures, examine the space occupied
by square or diagonal city 'blocks,' and
do many other interesting things that
one seldom thinks of in other busi-
nesses or professions," replied Mrs.
"Oh, don't interrupt mother again,
George — I want to hear what became
of Madam Washington when she was
left alone to bring up that large fam-
ily," complained Martha.
"Very well, I will continue. 'Lewis
Willis, a cousin and schoolmate of
Washington's, was two years younger
than the great general. He wrote in
his diary, that George generally stood
at the board ciphering when the other
boys were out playing games. It is
PUNISHMENTS AND LESSONS 45
also written that this great soldier never
had a fight while at school, but was
often called upon to arbitrate with
other quarrelsome boys.
" *In this school, where boys and
girls alike were taught, Washington
learned no rules of civility which he
latef wrote in a private book of his own.
And the greatest rule of these he con-
sidered to be the one that influenced
his life and became the lamp that shed
light on his future pathway:
" 'Labor to keep alive in your
breast that little spark of celestial fire
" 'Now Lawrence Washington's in-
fluence in the family and outside cir-
cles, impelled him to select the navy as
a profession for his brother George, to
whom he was especially devoted. So,
when the boy was fourteen, a midship-
man's warrant was obtained for him,
and every preparation made for his de-
parture on the ship which lay at anchor
in the Potomac. But Madam Wash-
ington's anguish and disapproval of
this plan brought a letter from their
46 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
uncle, John Ball, breaking up the ar-
rangement, and George obediently fol-
lowed his uncle's advice.
" 'After this, George was brought to
the notice of Lord Fairfax, who owned
the vast territory westward over the
Blue Ridge, unsurveyed and trackless.
When the young student was engaged
to explore and survey this domain, he
took the greatest delight in his figur-
ing, planning and surveying.
" 'When George was sixteen he was
surveying at seven pistoles per day.
And at hours of rest and recreation, he
roamed the primeval forests and ro-
manced in dreams. Thus was formed
the prologue of "Idylls of the Summer
"Oh, mother, don't waste any more
time reading about the dry things in
Washington's life!" objected Martha,
at this point in the story. "Tell us
something about his love affairs with
"Or his wars and fighting," added
the boy George.
"Children, you forget that this is a
PUNISHMENTS AND LESSONS 47
punish reading. I must not read any-
thing more exciting to you than these
pages intimate, or you will be planning
to do likewise, while your faces and
hands are still bandaged up from your
last experiment," rebuked Mrs. Parke.
iTh^ she continued:
" 'Washington followed the instruc-
tion of his io8th rule, which was:
"Honor your natural parents though
they be poor." And even when he as-
sociated intimately with the aristocracy
at Lord Fairfax's home, he was most
devoted, reverential, and gracious to his
mother who was widowed, poor, and
ignorant in the ways of the day.
" 'The rules that influenced the sol-
dier's after life were neatly written and
carefully preserved in a manuscript
book, and among them the following
are the ones he favored most, and show
the principles upon which Washington
built his character:
" *i. Every action in company
ought to be with some sign of respect
to those present.
'2. Be no flatterer.
48 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
*3. Let your countenance be
pleasant; but in serious matters, some-
" *4. Show not yourself glad at the
misfortune of another, though he were
" *5- When you meet with one of
greater quality than yourself, stop and
retire; especially, if it be at a door, or
any strait place, to give way for him
" *6. They that are in dignity or
in office, have in all places precedency;
but whilst they are young they ought
to respect those that are their equals in
birth, or other qualities, though they
have no public charge.' "
"Oh, dear me!" sounded woefully
from George, who sat by the open win-
dow, with legs stretched out wearily
"What is wrong, son?" asked Mrs.
Parke, trying to hide a smile.
"Those dreadful rules again ! I wish
the great Washington had never writ-
ten them, or had tried to follow his own
advice in them!" sighed George, while
[PUNISHMENTS AND LESSONS 49
Martha, also weary of the wholesome
mental chastisements, nodded an ener-
getic approval of her brother's words.
"But just think, George, what a won-
derful character the New World would
have lost if Washington had felt about
these rules of conduct as you and Mar-
tha do," argued Mrs. Parke.
"But I say, mother, it is bad enough
to have both hands tied up in cotton
so's a fellow can't do a thing, without
having to listen to the goody-goodness
of Washington's boyhood. Can't you
read about his wars, or at least about
his visits to the Red Men?" begged
"I must complete the reading of this
list of rules first, as it is your daily sum
of correction for past errors," replied
the mother, holding the book up so the
two culprits couldn't see the gleam of
sympathy in her eyes.
" *7. It is good manners to prefer
them to whom we speak before our-
selves; especially, if they be above us,
with whom in no sort we ought to
50 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
*' *8. Let your discourse with men
of business be short and comprehen-
" *9. In writing or speaking, give
to every person his due title, according
to his degree and the custom of the
" *io. Strive not with your supe-
riors in argument, but always submit
your judgment to others with modesty.
"*ii. Undertake not to teach your
equal in the art he himself professes.
It savors to arrogancy.
" *I2. When a man does all he
can, though it succeeds not well, blame
not him that did it.
" '13. Being to advise, or repre-
hend any one, consider whether it ought
to be done in public or in private, pres-
ently or at some other time, in what
terms to do it; and in reproving, show
no signs of choler, but do it with sweet-
ness and mildness.' "
"There now, mother! We have the
great Washington's own advice about
this punishment business!" cried Mar-
tha, who was pretty well acquainted
PUNISHMENTS AND LESSONS 51
with the rules, so often necessary to be
read to the two of them that she knew
when this section was read.
"Yes, indeed, mother. We ought to
consider carefully whether this is the
right time to reprove Martha and me.
I say that if Washington knew of this
particular case, he would advise you to
defer longer punishment to another
time and place," added George eagerly.
"Ah, my children! hear the follow-
ing rule of our Immortal Hero's four-
teen: 'Take all admonition thankfully,
in what time or place soever given ; but
afterward, not being culpable, take a
time or place convenient to let him
know it that gave it.' "
"Why, mother, that means you — not
us ! It says 'take all admonition thank-
fully.' Now Martha and I advised you
well, so you ought to be thankful to us,
but if you have any explanations to
make, try to make an opportunity some-
time later to tell us about it,'' said
George, rising from the armchair and
politely standing to await his mother's
52 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
Mrs. Parke, tremendously amused
at the children's interpretation of the
"rules," rose also, and, not exactly sure
of the best thing to do at that moment,
left the room, bowing first to Martha
and then to George.
The children, as taught, made a curt-
sey to their mother, and then sat down
to look hopelessly at each other.
"Well, we won't have to listen to
those dreadful rules any more to-day!"
"Yes, but at what a loss. Mother
went with the rules, you see," com-
"Well, why did you stand when you
did?" asked Martha.^
George plumped himself down again
in the soft, springy chairseat and
frowned at the table. He appeared not
to have heard a word of Martha's
Before either could offer any plan
for the long, tiresome hours of the af-
ternoon, with mother gone to the baby
in the nursery, a "hist" came from un-
der the wide window opening directly
PUNISHMENTS AND LESSONS S3
over the flowerbeds at the side of the
Martha jumped up to see who it was,
but Jim's closely-shaven head bobbed
up into sight and a dangerous grin
spread across his face, which threat-
ened to meet back of his ears at the risk
of having the top of his head topple
"Fse got a hunk uv chockerlate cake
me mammy gi' me!"
"O-oh, Jimmy! is it big enough for
us, too?" whispered Martha eagerly.
"Uh-huh! An' I'se got a fine pik-
sher book dat shows de general ridin'
a hoss — he's all traipsed out wid gol*
lace an' an orful big sword slashin' by
his side!" the little pickaninny informed
his interested audience.
"Where is it?" asked George, show-
ing more animation than he had had all
"Where'd you get it?" asked the cu-
"Fse got him all right — heah!" and
Jim began to struggle with the length
of string that was wound about certain
54 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
loose China buttons which were meant
to hold the old shirt together. After
unwinding the maze so that he could
open the doubled-over bosom shirt
handed down from his daddy, the two
eager faces leaning from the window
saw a highly-colored paper book repos-
ing against Jim's red flannel shirt.
"Heah hit is! Ain't them colors jus*
too bufool for ennyting? Yer gran'ma
gi' hit to me 'cause she said Ah was a
good lir boy an' loss ma har fer nuttin'.
Gee, Mas'er Garge, Ah'd loose it agin
ef Ah had enny more, fer anudder book
lak dis!" cried Jim, rolling his eyes
back in ecstasy until Martha gasped
for fear they would never roll back in
"Wait a second where you are, Jim
— I'm coming out to look at it!" ex-
claimed George, jumping from the win-
dow-sill and running toward the door^
"Me, too, Jim!" cried Martha ex-
citedly, following after her brother.
As there had been no ban placed on
the children's going freely in or out
as they pleased, they met outside the
PUNISHMENTS AND LESSONS 55
window, and all three walked over to
the lilac bushes, where a rustic bench
offered a suitable place to sit and ad-
mire the pictures.
As they walked over the grass
George felt it necessary to apologize
for taking the time to come out of the
natural exit of the house instead of
clearing the window-sill and landing on
"You see, I can't support myself any-
where, 'cause my hands hurt so when
I touch anything — that is why I had to
walk out on my feet like girls do!"
The last remark was said so humbly
that Martha hadn't the heart to scold
him for saying unkind things about
By crowding closely together, the
three could sit on the bench, so Jim
was given the middle place, as he held
the book that would reveal new deeds
of valor and wonders to the two
devoted admirers of the famous gen-
As page after page turned slowly
to display the gorgeously tinted pic-
56 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
tures, George formed the beginning of
another plan for acting the life of
Washington. And Martha sighed as
she wished she were Jim, to be the pos-
sessor of such a lovely picture-book I
GEORGE PLANS A SURVEY EXPEDITION
THE pictures in Jim's book lured
George's ever-ready fancy to pic-
turing an expedition to some
vt^oods a few miles from his home, but
he had no excuse for this trip other
than it would give him practise in sur-
veying the lands passed through. But
the week following the reading of the
rules and precepts from Washington's
journal, Mrs. Parke read some very in-
teresting data and that was all George
needed to construct a plausible esca-
Mrs. Parke had read: " *At sixteen
the precocious lad was sent on an im-
portant mission, and the interesting de-
tails are set forth in his own writing
from the diary he kept systematically.
" *He went in company with George
Fairfax, Esquire, and an expert sur-
58 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
yeyor, over the Blue Ridge mountains
to Captain Ashby's place on the Shen-
" 'Sunday they rode up the river,
passing through beautiful groves of
sugar trees, and over most fertile fields.
For some days following, they traveled
onward till the river was found to be so
high from heavy rains that it was not
passable, it being six feet higher than
" 'After a delay of a few days, and
the river not abating, the surveyors
swam their horses across the stream and
left them at a friend's for pasturage.
The party then continued in a canoe
up the Maryland side of the river.
" 'The rain and freshets continued
and detained the surveyors at Cresaps.
There they were surprised by a party
of thirty Indians coming from a battle
with but one scalp. The white men
gave the Red Men some of their liquor,
which made the Indians dance for them
" 'They cleared a large circle and
built a big fire in the middle. They
^ SURVEY EXPEDITION 59
then sat about it in a ring while one of
them made a fine speech, telling his
warriors what and how to dance. Then
the best dancer of all jumped up and
ran about the fire in a very strange
manner, the others joining in the dance
and following after the leader. To the
music of a skin drum and a gourd
filled with shot for a rattle, they danced
wild and fearful ways.' "
When Mrs. Parke read this para-
graph, George made a mental note for
future use. But to the description of
how Washington slept on some straw
which caught fire, so that the crude
mattress had to be thrown into the river,
George remained impervious. He
thought to himself: "We've had one
good fire and that's enough to do for
all time." ^
When his mother read of the fine wild
turkeys shot down or trapped, George
made another mental note — not includ-
ing a gun, for he had also had enough
of lectures about firearms, but trapping
At the paragraph where the young
60 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
surveyor spoke of the night's camp in a
fine meadow where some hay had been
stacked up, and the description of how
the men cooked supper, and then after
spreading out some hay for bedding,
enjoyed a well-earned rest, George felt
yery deeply interested.
By the time the swaddling cotton and
linen bandages were removed from
George's hands, he had another full-
fledged plan in mind, all ready and
waiting for the opportunity to try it.
It happened that John Graham was
released from strict imprisonment
within his home grounds, and given
parole of the gardens and lawns back
of the house.
Jim had wandered aimlessly over the
entire estate during the days of George's
forced quiet withindoors, and during
one of these roamings he heard John's
whistle and saw the boy running across
the garden to meet him at the place
where the high picket fence had stood.
It was temporarily replaced by a rib-
This offered no obstacle whatever to
!A. SURVEY EXPEDITION 61
youth, so John was soon over on the
Parkes' property asking eagerly for
George and Martha. Jim faithfully re-
peated the method of punishment, as he
had heard it read from the history book
each day, as he crouched under the
wide window waiting for Mrs. Parke
to finish and leave the children alone.
John listened in wonderment. "I
wish I had some one punish me that
way — Fd like it."
"No'm-mm! you wouldn't uther!"
retorted Jim, making a very significant
sound on the first word.
"Why?" giggled John.
"Cuz! Dem rules an' regerlations
what dat Washerton said is as bad to
recomember as de Proverbs in granny's
Good Book!" declared Jim, rolling his
eyes upward at mention of the Book
that could open the door of Heaven for
"I wish you'd see if any one's about
the house — I'd take a chance of seein'
George if he was alone!" whispered
John, looking about fearfully to see if
any one could overhear him.
62 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
"Ah'd let it go by, John, ef Ah wuz
yuh ! Lemme tell Garge you'se is wait-
i in' at de back fence — leastwise whar de
fence 'ust to be onct !" corrected honest
"Yeh— do that and hurry up! Til
stay around by the shrubs over there
for ten minutes anyway," declared
John, starting off.
When Jim approached the window
of the room where the two Parke chil-
dren were wont to sit and do penance
for the fire, he heard Mrs. Parke say:
"So you will have to be good chil-
dren until I come back. Mammy has
been given full charge of you, and you
must do all you can to make the task
light for her.'*
"Oh, we will, mother! Trust me.
I hate to make any work or extra
care for mammy, and she will be able
to tell you how nice her days were
while you were away in Washington,"
eagerly agreed George and Martha as
one voice. In fact, so anxious were
they to assure their mother of the care
and trouble they would spare the watch-
A SURVEY EXPEDITION 63
ful mammy that Mrs. Parke won3ered
if there could be a deeper meaning un-
derlying the consent.
As Jim heard the door close, and felt
assured the lady had gone from the
room, he gave his low, peculiar whistle
that immediately brought the two dam-
aged but almost mended children to the
"John, he am waitin' nigh de bushes
war de fiah wuz!" Jim informed his
"What for?" countered Martha.
"Just to visit us, I s'pose — anyway,
let's run out and see him for a minute,"
Without losing time to go by the
roundabout way of the door, both chil-
dren leaped from the window —
George's hands being healed well
enough to use again.
Jim grinned at the sight of that meet-
ing — it was as if three long-lost friends
had suddenly found each other again.
"I've got great news, John!" cried
George, as soon as the first greetings
64 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
"Have you? — so've L I just heard
my mother 'phone my father that every-
thing was nicely arranged to start to-
morrow. She then said that Mrs. Parke
would be able to accompany her. Now
where do you suppose they are going?"
"Ha ! That's what I want to tell you.
Our folks — that is mother and father —
are going to Washington for a week.
lYour father and mother are going with
'em. You are going to be left in
charge of your uncle, who will stay at
your house, and we are to be left with
George waited to see the effect of his
words on John, but he never expected
to see such wild enthusiasm as his
friend expressed at the news.
"Sh-h! Some one'll hear you and
then they won't go!" cried Martha
This silenced John more effectively
than any other warning could have
done. When other explanations had
been made, and the four children had
sworn each other to secrecy to encour-
A SURVEY EXPEDITION 65
age George to divulge his plans, he
"I thought it all out while mother
was reading about our Washington's
experiences in surveying on the moun-
tains. Now I know all about some
mountains not far from here, and my
plan will not only save mammy a lot
of care and trouble, but do us a lot of
good for future business — I expect to
be a surveyor, you know!"
The other children conceded the ex-
pected fame of their future expert with
a transit and other instruments, and
heard his plan in breathless admiration.
"You are a general that we're proud
of, George," said John.
"Da's what!" echoed Jim emphati-
"But Fm afraid it isn't right," ob-
"Why not? Won't we be helping
mammy take care of us?" retorted
George, who feared his subjects would
"Well — ^maybe — ^but I don't like your
plan of staying out," added Martha„
66 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
who was not as daring and brave as
The following morning the parents
left, after leaving many admonitions for
the guidance of the children and their
The elders left at nine o'clock to
catch the express train for the capital,
and immediately after their departure,
Jim crept up from the areaway and
gave the secret signal for the brother
Even before he had been able to let
his lips settle into a natural line again,
George and Martha came down the
back steps of the porch, and all three
ran over to the lilac bushes.
"Whar's mammy?" whispered Jim
hoarsely, for mammy was the hoo-doo
of his otherwise free and happy life.
His own mammy was too busy in the
kitchen cooking for the family to
bother much about Jim's method of
spending his time, but the elder mammy
and granny were usually wide awake to
the capers of the little pickaninny.
"Oh, she's in the nursery puttin' baby
A SURVEY EXPEDITION 67
to sleep after her bath," responded
Jim laughed with relief and said:
"Ah got dat bread an* butter from de
"And we've got apples, potatoes and
some cookies," added George.
"And I've got the blankets, but they
were too heavy to carry all at once, so
I brought only one pair," said Martha,
displaying a huge roll under the lilac
"You two go on with these things,
an' I'll go back for the other traps —
we've got to have them, you knowj"
Martha and Jim hurried along the
hedge-bound path well hidden from the
windows of the house and barn, and
reached the charred trees where John
stood wearily waiting.
"I thought you'd never come! I've
been here since the folks left ! I've got
the tins and other things," said he.
"We couldn't come sooner, 'cause
your folks stopped for our folks, and
they never left till a little while ago —
68 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
did they, Jim?" said Martha, appealing
to her companion for confirmation.
"Da's what!" assented Jim, wagging
his erstwhile shiny bald head, which
was beginning to show a soft fuzz of
"Well, 'all's well that ends well,'"
"It isn't ended yet — and I said, re-
member, that I am afraid it isn't going
to end well !" prophesied Martha.
"Oh say, Martha, you're a regular
Jonah, you are!" said George, coming
up in time to overhear his sister's re-
Martha, fearing that she might be
left out of the expedition if she saicj
more, remained very quiet while the
three boys tied up food and tins in the
blankets, and each adventurer took hold
of an end of the bundle — there being
two rolls of blankets and four carriers.
They left the smooth road that ran
back of the two estates and trudged
over a rough country road for half an
hour without complaint or rest. Then
A SURVEY EXPEDITION 69
"Ah rickon mah crooked laigs ain't
jest as nimble ez your'n, Marse
From experience, Jim knew it was
always wiser to appeal to George's hu-
manitarian side of nature rather than
to hint at a desired rest or lunch.
"Say, don't you two go so fast — ^Jim
can't keep up with you, you know!"
ordered George, slowing down to keep
pace with Martha and the bow-legged
"How much further on this trail is it,
George?" asked John.
"Oh, not far. I've been hoping some
cart would happen along and give us
a lift," said the Commander of the
"There comes one, but it's the wrong
direction," commented Martha, as a
buckboard came into sight down the
end of the long country road.
Another half-hour found every one
tired and ready for a rest. Also, they
were willing to eat up all the food
brought for the entire expedition.
"We'll camp at the first spring of
70 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
water we can find," promised the gen-
But no spring was found, as they sel-
dom bubble up on a muddy road, but
seek quiet, secluded nooks where they
offer their sweet water to thirsty travel-
However, when all hope in a near-by
spring, and the joy of an immediate
camp, was well nigh given up, a farmer
drove along, his heavy wagon empty
and suggestive of room.
"Say, mister, will you please give us
a ride?" asked George, removing his
"Where be you uns goin'?" asked
the smiling farmer.
"Why, you see, I've got to start my
business of surveying some land along
here, and these, my friends, want to go
with me to see what camp life is like,"
explained George, manlike.
"'Course you can have a lift — climb
right in," replied the amused farmer.
So the band of weary wanderers
thankfully sat down on the heavy
wagon-flooring, and continued to ride
fA SURVEY EXPEDITION 71
until the farmer turned to ask them
where they wished to stop.
"Guess we'll camp at the first good
spring you see," answered George, thus
putting on the old man's shoulders the
burden of finding water.
But the farmer merely chuckled
again, thinking the four children were
out for a picnic, and never dreaming
that they were away from home with-
out the consent or knowledge of their
After several miles were covered, the
good-natured farmer turned into a nar-
row road leading from the main road,
and then said to the children:
"I live up the other way a stretch, but
thar is a mighty fine spring of water in
the woods, up har a ways. You kin
camp and have a good time on that hill,
and ef you want milk or any other
thing, come to our house fer it — ^we
are only a mile away."
When the wagon stopped by the
woods and George, as the general of
the party, was directed how to find
the spring, they thanked their friend
72 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
and watched as he drove on his way.
Then, as a turn of the road hid him
from view they resumed their journey
to the spring.
"I wonder what time it is — ^must be
'most night!" observed Martha.
"No, not yet — I can't tell exactly,
'cause I haven't my surveying instru-
ments, you see. But I guess it is about
one o'clock from the position of the
sun and shadows," said George, squint-
ing up at the sky with a very knowing
The others watched him with great
admiration, and John unconsciously
humbled the make-believe surveyor's
conceit when he added:
"You're right, George, 'cause it was
'most one o'clock by the farmer's big
silver watch when he showed it to you,
"See here, John, you run to the
spring and fetch us some water in the
tin pail, will you?" quickly said
"Why, you said I was going to be
Lord Fairfax on this surveying trip —
A SURVEY EXPEDITION 73
and I'm sure he never had to carry
water," objected John.
"Well, then, Martha — ^you're a ser-
vant right now, you know; you go and
get it while I see that the blankets are
"George, you said I was to be one of
the surveyors, so I can't be a servant,
too," replied Martha, looking at Jim
for the offer to serve.
"Sure you can ! They all had to work
on that trip in the wilds," explained
"Then you can get the water while
I hang the blankets on a tree bough to
air," responded Martha, tossing her
"Now let's settle this thing right here
— I am Washington and in command
of this trip," declared George em-
"No, sir! Mother read that Lord
Fairfax was the head of the expedition,
and Washington was only a boy sur-
veyor of sixteen. By rights, John ought
to take command," argued Martha.
George made no reply to this, as he
74 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
was not willing to assume any other
role than that of Washington, and he
rebelled at any one's taking command
over him, but finally said to John:
"You're Lord Fairfax, and I guess he
never did anything but have a good
time on these trips, so you won't have
to boss or work — ^just be Lord Fair-
"Who is going for the spring
water?" wondered Martha.
"Why, I will, of course! Didn't
Washington always settle every dispute
in school, and with the crews of men,
by arbitration?" retorted George impa-
Jim stood humbly listening and
watching these preparations, and when
George took the pail and started for the
water, he offered to help Martha hang
the blankets over the limb of a tree.
Although Lord Fairfax was not sup-
posed to work, he felt a keen desire to
arrange the supper-table, so he spread
out the newspapers and placed the tin
cups and food on it before George re-
turned with the water.
THE surveyor's CAMP
GEORGE came running back with
the pail of water, but at every^
step the water splashed out, so
that very little was left for the supper^
when he reached his companions.
"What do you think! I saw a great
big snake!" cried he.
"Maybe it was a rattler like the one
Washington saw on the mountains just
before he started for home," ventured
"Let's hurry over and kill it — ^where
did you see it?" exclaimed John ex-
Jim trembled with desire or fear,
no one could say, but he said: "My
daddy kills 'em wid a stick!"
Armed with sticks and stones, the
four surveyors began a hunt for the
reptile which George assured them "was
76 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
'most four feet long and had blazing
Jim took care to be the last in the
line, and his eyes not only kept shifting
from one side of the trail to the other,
but he was also alert to the slightest ac-
tion of the leaders.
Halfway to the spring, Martha saw
a tiny green threadlike snake dart
across the path, and screamed with'
At the moment she screamed, how-
ever, Jim stopped, bent forward to see
what was wrong, and then turning like
a flash, was off along the path they had
all come. Martha, finding the erst-
while Indian warrior taking so fleetly
to his heels, turned and followed suit.
"There it is, John! Kill him— kill
him!" shouted George, jumping up
and down with excitement while point-
ing his stick at the wriggling grass
"Where? Where is he? I don't see
anything!" cried John, looking in the
opposite direction to that in which the
snake was going.
THE SURVEYOR'S CAMP 77
When the snake was far enough
away to be quite safe for George to
fling stones at, John also turned and
saw the pretty little caterpillar-eater.
"That isn't four feet long!" scorned
"It's 'most — ^you can't see the end of
his tail in that long grass," disputed
"It isn't more'n eight inches long,
and I can see it just as plain as day!"
retorted John, flinging the stone he
held, but aiming so badly that it fell a
The snake slid into a crevice under
a rock, and the two disgusted reptile-
hunters returned to camp to find that
Jim had stumbled over the tin pail,
and spilled the remaining water all
over his cotton shirt.
"I told him to take it off and hang it
in the sun while he sits behind a tree
where we can't see him," explained
George had a sudden inspiration.
"If we only had some feathers, and
beads, and a skin belt, Jim could play
78 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
Red Man and dance around a fire I
"No, yoh won't make no fire fer me
t' dance, neider! Ah got scorched one
time — no moh!" exclaimed Jim, with
"We haven't any matches, anyway,
and — and — ^we don't want any more
bonfires," added Martha.
"Well then, we'll eat dinner. John,
you fetch some water this time while
I help Jim hang up the shirt," replied
With an exasperated sigh that Lord
Fairfax must carry water, John dragged
the pail along the grass and brought
water from the spring.
The four surveyors sat about the
newspaper, eating all they had brought
from home, then wishing there was
more, as they still felt hungry.
"What are we going to have for sup-
per and breakfast?" wondered Martha,
as she looked at the raw potatoes.
"Guess we'll have to hunt up some
berries in the woods," replied George.
"Berries don't grow in September —
THE SURVEYOR'S CAMP 79
nothing but nuts now," said John, wish-
ing he had a shce of cake and a glass
of milk as usual.
"Then we'll have to hunt for an or-
chard and find some apples," returned
Dinner over, Martha found Jim's
shirt was not yet dry, so George pro-
posed that he play Indian for them.
"Ah don' know what dey do," Jim
"Til show you. We'll be playing
camp and you must come from those
bushes, bending over and holding your
hand to your eyes to see who we are.
When you creep up and we hail you,
you come right over and exchange wel-
comes. We hand you the peace pipe
and you sit down with us and tell us all
about the war. You must have a scalp-
lock hanging at your belt, and this you
hold up as you describe the fight. Then
you get up and dance, and we can
make believe that we join you — al-
though Washington and his friends
really didn't do that, 'cause there were
plenty of Indians to do it," said George.
80 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
"I haven't any hair for a scalp-lock,"
argued Jim, speaking more literally
than he dreamed of.
"I can find something — the rest of
you pile up some wood for a make-
believe fire, while I get the scalp-lock,"
Martha, John and Jim gathered wood
and brush and piled it in a heap in the
center of a small cleared space, and
after a short absence, George returned
holding the bunched roots of a skunk-
cabbage plant. When the green leaves
were broken off, the dangling roots
with the dotted soil clinging to them
answered as well as anything else for
Jim tucked the scalp-lock in his rope-
belt, and hid behind the bushes. The
other three sat down about the heap of
wood, and at a signal the Indian crept
out, while George rose and looked
about at the landscape.
"Methlnks I hear some crackling of
brush, my lord," declared he.
Martha giggled and John jumped up.
*Ah! yonder comes a forest man!"
fTHE SURVEYOR'S CAMP, 81
cried he, leaning forward to peer at the
George turned then, and both boys
stood proudly waiting for the Indian
to come forward. Martha, too intent
on watching the boys, forgot to get up
from the grass.
"What brings my brother to our
camp?" asked George, with a grand
"Ah jus' finished scalpin' five thou-
sand enemies, Mr. Washerton, an' Ah
fought yu'd like t' see de ha'r Ah chopt
off!" replied Jim, hop-stepping to the
"Get up, Martha — can't you see we
men don't know what the Indian will
do, so we must be ready to fight?"
hoarsely whispered George to his sister.
Martha quickly jumped up with a re-
pentant air, and Jim joined the white
men at their campfire. John grinned
as Jim held out the muddy roots of the
cabbage and said :
"Ah los' mah way affer dat fight, 'cuz
Ah had t' run lak fury t' git away from
dem fierce enemy. Ah could'en stop t*
82 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
cut no moh scalps off, or Ah'd ben shot
full uv arrers. So heah Ah am wid de
"We welcome you to our fire,
brother, and ask you to dance for us,'*
said George, with a serious bow.
"You forgot the pipe — hurry up and
find a pipe, some one!" prompted John,
looking about in the ground for a suit-
All four sought eagerly until a stick
with a notch was found, and this was
handed to Jim with explanations.
"You have to invite us to smoke a
'pipe of peace with you before we sit
dov/n at the fire."
Jim had often played Indian with the
boys at home, so he took the pipe, puffed
several times loudly at the one end, and
made his bows to the four winds and
the four corners of the earth, then to
the Great Spirit; then he passed it to
John puffed the same way and passed
it to George. When the latter had
puffed he passed it to Martha, and she
puffed and passed it to Jim again. Then
THE SURVEYOR'S CAMP 83
the pipe was placed upon a spread-
out paper (as a substitute for a blan-
ket) and the Red Man was ready to
John banged the bottom of the tin
pail for a drum, Martha shook some
pebbles in her cup for a rattle, and
George and Jim started the war-dance.
IWith wild shouts of victory and frantic
gestures of the fight, the two warriors
went circling about the fire to the music
of the tins.
Not until all were hoarse from shout-
ing and laughing, and limbs as well as
breath gave out, did the Indians stop to
fall upon the grass and roll over in sat-
"That was the best war-dance we
iever had," John said.
"It takes the forest and camp life to
make it good," explained George.
"What now?" asked Martha, who
was not as exhausted as the others.
"I guess we'll have to hunt a bear
for steaks, or a buck for venison," sug-
gested George, looking for the sun that
he might guess the time of day.
84 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
John followed his gaze and suddenly
"Oh! look at that dark cloud!'*
! All four turned eyes upward, and
sure enough a heavy bank of clouds
,was fast hiding the blue sky and sun.
At the same time, an ominous roll of
thunder sounded almost overhead.
"I'm afraid of the woods when it
rains," said Martha, looking anxiously
about for some shelter.
"Pooh! You know that during the
long survey trip of Washington's which
we are pretending now, it rained so
hard that they were soaked lots of times
— and that is why they had to ford the
river and leave their horses at some
farm while they went on up the stream
in canoes. This rain will make things
more real," exulted George, but he ran
for a blanket and began to open it for
"Mah shirt hain't dry from dat pail
uv water yit. Ah don' wan'ta git all wet
inside on dis red flannerl!" complained
THE SURVEYOR'S CAMP 85
"I'll tell you what! Let's roll us up
in the two blankets and sit under that
big oak tree," suggested John, seeing
George appropriate one whole blanket
"You mustn't sit under a tree in a
thunder storm — it's sure to be hit by
lightning when you're under it!" cried
"Mah mammy says t' find rosin quick
and smear yoh-self wid it so's the fury
uv de lightnin' don' strike!" warned
"That's all bosh — good enough for
girls and superstitious folks, but the
real thing is that lightning strikes a high
point like a tall tree, or is detracted by
rosin and stuff in a pine tree. That's
why a pine tree is safest in a storm,"
The three looked admiringly at the
future general, and Martha said to her-
self: "Now, I wonder where he read
Finally, the four hurried surveyors
managed to hang the two blankets over
a clump of alder-bushes growing near
86 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
the brook, and as the rain began fall-
ing, they crept under the canopy thus
made, and sat huddled together.
Flash after flash forked back and
forth through the gloom of the woods,
while peal after peal of ear-splitting
thunder cracked and thundered till the
trembling children wished they had
never come on Lord Fairfax's survey-
When the storm was at its height, a
lurid flash, a deafening roar, and a ter-
rific crashing as if the forest were
being torn up by the roots, made the
campers all scream with one voice.
At the same time, the blankets, laden
with rain-water and sagging gradually
in the center so that they bent the wil-
lowy bushes over, now fell in on the
frightened children, deluging them with
the reservoir of water, and causing
them to believe that lightning had
struck them to the ground. So firm was
the belief of each one, that they were
all so helpless that not one dared to try
and get up and grope about to find the
THE SURVEYOR'S CAMP. 87
Finally George managed to throw off
the soaking blanket and look about.
The others also sat up and found they
were all safe and sound. But the great
oak tree that had offered such splendid
shelter to the ignorant, was split in half
— a part hanging across the boughs of
other trees, and part having crashed
through many tender young trees to lie
on the ground, a great and mighty ob-
struction on the trail of the woods.
"I want to go home," said Martha,
with trembling lips.
Jim had burrowed his head under the
blankets again the moment he saw the
terrible havoc made by the lightning,
and John sat pale-faced watching
George. The latter rose bravely to the
"This is just the sort of thing Wash-
ington had to live through to make him
the great soldier he was !"
"Well, I don't care if he did— Fm
not Washington, and I never said I
wanted to be a surveyor! I just said I
would play Lady Washington, or Mar-
tha Custis when she was his sweet-
88 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
heart, and I'm going home now!" de-
"I'm going to see that Martha gets
back safe," said John diffidently.
"Lem'me go wid yoh — Ah'm 'fraid
to stay out in dis surwey camp all
night!" whined Jim, twisting his head
from under the blankets.
"You shan't! I'm commander, and
we must stay to do just like Washing-
ton and his companions did on that trip.
This thing is just what we wanted to
show what stuff we were made of!'^
cried George, trying manfully to be
courageous, but his voice showing in
its quavering that he too preferred a
warm, dry house with comparative
safety to this wet, uncertain forest life.
"I'm Lord Fairfax, and I tell you
we won't camp here any longer. I'm
going to order my surveyors and ser-
vants to start for the Castle — or what-
ever place you say Lord Fairfax
owned," said John, pulling Jim upon
his shaking legs.
But the plan was not carried out as
quickly and easily as Lord Fairfax
THE SURVEYOR'S CAMP 89
thought possible. First, the soaked
blankets were very heavy and unpleas-
ant to carry. Second, evening was com-
ing on apace, and the children were
hungry, wet, and strange in the sur-
roundings, so it was difficult to find a
way back to the muddy country road.
Third, Jim kept looking over his shoul-
der for the "hoo-doo" with which his
mammy generally frightened him into
good bahavior, so that he caught his
feet time and again and fell headlong
in the grass or bushes.
After devious wanderings, and many
protests against the briars and stubble
that caught or tripped them, the four
surveyors reached the dark and muddy
"S'pose we go to the farm-house and
ask the man to take us home?" sug-
gested George, who really felt fearful
of traveling an unknown road with
three tired, frightened companions.
"Oh yes, let's!" sighed Martha.
So they plunged through puddles,
over hummocks of mud, and across a!
field of early wheat, to reach the place
90 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
>vhere a stream of lamp-light gleamed
from a farm-house window.
The kind-hearted farmer and his
wife heard the pitiful tale of "Wash-
ington" and "Lord Fairfax" and, being
modern farmers with telephone, electric
light and other conveniences in the
house, they telephoned to the homes of
the wayfarers to quiet any anxiety
caused by their absence.
"Your grandma says every one in
your house is out hunting for you, and
John Graham's father was telegraphed
about your being lost. Now they will
telephone again to Washington to re-
lieve their fears in case the telegram
has arrived," said the farmer, coming
from the hall where the 'phone was.
A good hot supper and a warm bed
— the wet clothes having been hung
about the kitchen fire to dry — soon
made the four surveyors feel at peace
again, so that George whispered to
John, his bed-fellow, that the trip was
just like the one Washington and Lord
Fairfax had had.
"All the same, I'll be glad to get
THE SURVEYOR'S CAMP 91
home again," mumbled John, half
"Why, that's just it! Didn't George
Washington write in his journal that
he was glad to get back home?'^
And as George planned further ex-
periences in the great Washington's
life, John slept the sleep of the care-
free Lord Fairfax, while Martha:
dreamed she was trailing silk and satin
gowns over mud-puddles and briars,
and Jim, the Indian, shot unlimited ar-
rows and killed scores of warrior ene-
About the same time, a telegram, a!
telephone message, and presentiments;
of mischief at home, reached the par-
ents of the surveyors, and the follow-
ing telegram was wired back to those
left in charge of the two houses:
"Lock them up in a safe upper roonl
until we return."
THE FIRST TASTE OF BATTLE
THE Parkes ended their visit to
Washington some days earlier
than they had at first planned, for
they felt uneasy about affairs at home.
[When the four "surveyors" were found
quite safe and restless at the enforced
imprisonment in the house, they felt
grateful for that much relief to their
fears and presentiments.
As was customary, Mrs. Parke read
again from the book the rules and pre-
cepts which were meant to guide and
govern the youthful descendants of the
illustrious Father of his Country:
" *I5. Mock not, nor jest at any-
thing of importance ; break no jests that
are sharp-biting, and if you deliver any-
thing that is witty or pleasant, abstain
from laughing thereat yourself.
THE FIRST BATTLE 93
" *i6. Wherein you reprove another
be unblamable yourself, for example is
more prevalent than precepts.
" '17. Use no reproachful language
against any one ; neither curse or revile.
" *i8. Be not hasty to believe flying
reports to the disparagement of any.
" '19. In your apparel be modest,
and endeavor to accommodate nature
rather than to procure admiration; keep
to the fashion of your equals, such as
are civil and orderly with respect to
times and places.
" *20. Play not the peacock, looking
everywhere about you to see if you be
well decked, if your shoes fit well, if
your stockings sit neatly, and clothes
" *2i. Associate yourself with men
of good quality, if you esteem your own
reputation; for it is better to be alone
than in bad company.
" '22. Let your conversation be
without malice or envy, for it is a sign
of a tractable and commendable nature;
and in all cases of passion, admit rea-
son to govern.
94 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
" '23. Utter not frivolous things
among grave and learned men; nor
very difficult questions or subjects
among the ignorant; nor things hard
to be believed.
" '24. Be not immodest in urging
your friend to discover a secret.
" '25. Break not a jest where none
takes pleasure in mirth; laugh not
aloud, nor at all without occasion.
Deride no man's misfortune, though
there seem to be some cause.' "
Mrs. Parke reached this selection
when George asked her pardon for in-
terrupting the reading.
"Mother, don't you think it is much
better to read a few of such precepts,
and let Martha and I ponder them well,
instead of filling our thoughts overfull
so we can't tell what was read?"
"If I were sure of your pondering
anything worth while, I might feel
more inclined to read the few over and
over to you, until you had memorized
them. But I doubt if you would do
it," replied Mrs. Parke, understanding
her son's thought.
THE FIRST BATTLE 95;
"OH, I didn't mean for you to repeat
and repeat — that would become monot-
onous for us all ; wouldn't it, Martha?"
said George anxiously.
"Yes, indeed! Just stop where you
were, mother, and give us time to think
over what you have read," responded
"No, do not stop there, but read some
other part of American history," hinted
"I think I will continue the precepts,"
said Mrs. Parke meaningly, and the
two culprits sighed and resigned them-
selves as well as they could to the in-
" *26. Speak not injurious words,
neither in jest nor in earnest; scoff at
none, though they give occasion.
" '27. Be not forward, but friendly
and courteous; the first to salute, hear
and answer ; and be not pensive when it
is time to converse.
" '28. Detract not from others,
neither be excessive in commending.
" '29. Go not thither, where you
know not whether you shall be welcome
96 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
or not. Give not advice without being
asked, and when desired do it briefly.
" *30. Reprehend not the imperfec-
tions of others ; for that belongs to par-
ents, masters and superiors.
" '31. Gaze not on the marks or
blemishes of others, and ask not how
they came. What you may speak in
secret to your friend, deliver not before
" '32. When another speaks, be at-
tentive yourself, and disturb not the
audience. If a man hesitates in his
words help him not, nor prompt him
without being desired; interrupt him
not, nor answer him till his speech be
" '33. Make no comparisons ; and if
any of the company be commended for
any brave act of virtue, commend not
another for the same.
" '34. Be not apt to relate news if
you know not the truth thereof. In dis-
coursing of things you have heard,
name not your author always. A secret
*35. Undertake not what you can-
THE FIRST BATTLE 97
not perform, but be careful to keep
" '36. Speak not evil of the absent,
for it is unjust.
" *37. Set not yourself at the upper
end of the table, but if it be your due,
or that the master of the house will have
it so, contend not lest you should trou-
ble the company.
** *38. When you speak of God, or
His attributes, let it be seriously, in rev-
erence. Honor and obey your natural
parents, though they be poor.
" *39. Let your recreations be man-
ful, not sinful.
" *40. Labor to keep alive in your
breast that little spark of celestial fire
called conscience.' "
As Mrs. Parke concluded the for-
tieth precept, George sat up with an
eager expression and Martha heaved a
profound sigh of mingled weariness
"Now, mother, read the story of the
first battle!" cried George.
"I had better postpone that for the
teacher to read. We expect you to start
98 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
regular lessons shortly," replied Mrs.
"Oh, but we would rather have you !
You read it so real for us," exclaimed
"I don't think I will read it now, but
I will tell you a short story of it,"
answered the mother, thoughtfully
weighing the possibilities of these two
devoted followers of the great general
being able to find anything suggestive
of more mischief in what she was about
Feeling quite sure that her tale would
Be harmless, she began:
"The long-legged, lank, hollow-
chested, awkward boy had now grown
into a stalwart man, commanding-look-
ing, powerful in physique, gracious
though dignified, and in fact, as perfect
and desirable a leader as could be found
the world over at that time.
"He was a loyal subject of the Eng-
lish sovereign, and never dreamed of
hostilities against the Crown, but he
was, as many other English subjects, a
foe to the French — the very nation that
THE FIRST BATTLE 99
later was to become the friend and
helper of the colonists.
"When the French began trespassing
on lands that the Crown called its own,
it became necessary for Governor Din-
widdle to send the ablest man he could
find to negotiate with the Indian tribes,
and warn the French to refrain from
further trespassing on English territory.
"The man selected for this arduous
errand and important mission, was the
young surveyor, now twenty-one years
of age, who threw off the temptations
of social life at his country estates, and
all the delights that go with a favorite's
career, to serve his colony and people
at this momentous period.
"He combined a profound knowl-
edge of Indian craft and cunning, and
having heard of the machinations of
the French, he started out with an im-
pelling determination to succeed in his
mission, that carried all obstacles from
"In company with a French interpre-
ter, a scout, and four Indian traders and
servants, he started out for Ohio to con-
100 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
fer on as delicate a subject as had ever
presented itself to a diplomat.
"After meeting and having council
with the sachems of the Indian tribes,
Washington secured help from the Red
Men in safeguarding their property
and their lives against the French In-
dians, who had taken up the 'hatchet^
"Through marshes, pathless forests,
over cliffs, down mountainsides, and
surmounting every barrier of progress
of the intrepid Commander Washing-
ton, the Red Men fought side by side
with the white brothers until they
reached the vicinity of Fort Duquesne,
the French settlement on the site of
which now is the great city of Pitts-
"Here Washington delivered the mes-
sage from Dinwiddie, and at the same:
time used his apt powers to the utmost
to learn the ability and energy of the
French, the cunning and customs of
the Indians, so that he might know
just what would result from his visit to
Fort Le Boeuf.
THE FIRST BATTLE 101
"TEe puElicatlon of Washington's
reports roused the people to the danger
menacing their country, and as the
French continued their advance down
the Ohio valley, the English realized
that it must be stopped. But how?
"Washington described the lay of the
land where the Monongahela and Al-
leghany rivers rushed together to form
the Ohio, and he recommended the
building of a fort at this site which
^ould command the situation, making
a veritable key to the West — the vast
land where no white man had yet ven-
"Governor Dinwiddle was quick to
grasp the wisdom of the plan, and im-
mediately raised and equipped two com-
panies, of one hundred men each,
Washington to command one, and Wil-
liam Trent the other. Orders given
said that the men were to proceed at
once to the establishment by the *Ohio
Company' of a fort, which would be
'defensive of the great grants of land
ito settlers, but would also act on the
'offensive, should any one interfere with
102 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
or resist the performance of the laws
and regulations of the English.
"Washington was not in sole com-
mand of this band of 200 picked men,
but an Oxford graduate named Colonel
Joshua Fry. The young Virginian was
second in command.
"But the expedition failed, Fry dying
at Winchester, and Trent's command
being surrounded and captured by Con-
trecoeur, the French commander at the
Forks, then called Duquesne in honor
of the governor-general of Canada.
"This left the supreme command on
Washington, now twenty-two years of
age. The difficulties of the situation in
trackless woods without food or ammu-
nition, fordless rivers to cross, almost
impassable forests to be hewn for trails,
vague rumors of French companies fill-
ing the men with alarm of an ambush,
show what the young commander had
to contend with.
"Finally, Washington reached the In-
dians' camp where the Half-King con-
sented to go with the white men to
strike the French. After an engage-
THE FIRST BATTLE 103
merit of about fifteen minutes, the
French company was beaten. Ten
were killed, one wounded and twenty-
one prisoners were taken at this battle.
"After the skirmish, the Half-King
sent the Frenchmen's scalps with a
hatchet, to all the Indian tribes in
union with him. So the Mingoes and
Shawanese promised to join in the war.
"This little skirmish was really the
beginning of the war that set Europe
on fire. The death of Jumonville
brought reinforcements to the garrison
at Duquesne, and with the French from
Montreal came a large force of In-
dians. Commands were given to kill
the English anywhere — on soil claimed
by the French or on their own territory.
"From Indian scouts, the French
learned of the position held by Wash-
ington, and in a short time the two
"From the few in numbers, and the
poor position held by Washington, sur-
rounded as he was on all sides by the
superior forces of the French, the Eng-
lish were overpowered, and after a par-
104 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
ley, were permitted to retreat with fly-
ing colors and beat of drum, while the
victors took possession of the place.
"At the beginning of the attack, the
French had killed all the horses, cattle,
and living creatures they could find, so
that the English had to carry away
their wounded on their backs to a place
of safety where they were left with a
guard, while the rest of the company
made forced marches to a place sixty
miles distant, where inhabitants could
be found to help in the distressful cir-
"The bravery and spirit displayed by
Colonel Washington and his little band
toward the superior forces of the
French at Fort Necessity, drew from
the burgesses hearty appreciation and
a vote of thanks to the gallant young
commander who had held out so long
against the foe.
"One excellent purpose this first de-
feat of Washington's served: It roused
the colonies like an alarm-bell, to the
immediate co-operation, combination,
and concentration of ways and means
THE FIRST BATTLE 105
to resist the peril now shadowing the
"About this time France was consid-
ered irresistible on land, with her i8o,-
000 veterans, as England was on the
seas, where she had over two hundred
warships. So when eighteen French
warships started out with 3,000 regu-
lars for the mouth of the St. Lawrence
in Canada, an English fleet set sail in
pursuit to destroy this formidable
"The fogs off the coast of Newfound-
land, however, assisted the French
boats to escape with the loss of but
three of the fleet. The English were
informed of the failure of the enter-
prise, and General Braddock was sent
with regular troops to fight unseen dan-
gers in the New World. By February,
1755, the gallant Britishers were landed
at Hampton Roads.
"After a conference of five gover-
nors, Braddock was apportioned to the
least attractive of all points — Duquesne.
No horses or wagons, no food for the
army, no arrangements of the necessary
106 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
kind, had been planned for by the col-
onists, and Braddock fumed and abused
everybody for the lack of preparedness.
"But Benjamin Franklin secured a
hundred and fifty wagons and outfits
for the regulars, so that they could
move to their destination. Thus the fa-
mous Franklin took his well-earned
place in the lime-light of the American
"Braddock had heard of Washington
and his unusual qualities, and at once
invited the young soldier to accompany
him in this important mission against
"Washington was flattered by the let-
ter and invitation, and replied at once
that he would gladly serve, if he be per-
mitted to return should inaction in war
warrant it, to look after important busi-
ness affairs of his own.
"Braddock willingly conceded these
requests, for he knew the value of an
experienced soldier and forester such
as the young American was.
"But spring passed and summer was
well on, and still the army had not left
THE FIRST BATTLE 107
Fort Cumberland, the place of assem-
bly, one hundred and forty miles from
Fort Duquesne. Fifty-two miles be-
yond Fort Cumberland lay Fort Neces-
sity, only too familiar to Washington
as the scene of his capitulation to the
French a few months previous.
"About the middle of June the army
began to cleave its difficult pathway
through a primeval forest. So arduous
was this work, that in ten days the men
had but hewn thirty miles from their
starting point. As is now known, all
this work was a great blunder. The
army should have followed Franklin's
advice — landed at Philadelphia, ad-
vanced westward through the popu-
lated fertile country of Pennsylvania^
and finished the campaign in six weeks.
As it was, however, it took four and
a half months to end the game.
"At Frazier, seven miles from Du-
quesne, the British were unexpectedly
attacked by about nine hundred French-
men and Indians. At this time Brad-
dock had about thirteen hundred men
plunging ignorantly into the wilder-
108 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
ness, never dreaming of sending out
scouts or skirmishers, although the Vir-
ginians were fully aware of the dangers
of the advance, and futilely advised
the practise in Indian warfare.
"But it was the mistreatment of the
Iroquois Indians that wrought Brad-
dock's ruin, for when the forests echoed
with the war-cries of the Indians, the
forest trees became living columns of
fire, and the stately forest aisles were
choked with smoke.
"A thousand gallant British and Vir-
ginians lay pierced with bullets, ar-
rows, and scalped with tomahawks.
Only twenty-three out of the eighty-six
officers escaped, while Braddock was
shot down when his men began the wild
"Washington, weakened by fever,
broken in mind by the fatality, buried
the misguided general where the sav-
ages could not discover the grave.
"But it was this second defeat that
primed Washington's nerves and Heart
against all defeat, and showed him that
the hitherto invincible Britain was only
THE FIRST BATTLE 109
invincible under certain conditions. He
began recruiting men, and in May,
1756, war was formally declared against
HOW GEORGE APPLIED HISTORY
DURING the story told by Mrs.
Parke, George sat thinking in-
tently over the scenes depicted,
wishing he had been with the British
general and the intrepid Washington
through that awesome march and flight
in the forest.
Martha sat listening with intense in-
terest to the historical sketch delineated
by her mother, and sighed as she heard
the story was ended for that day.
"Now, children, run out to play —
but remember to play quietly so that
baby will not awaken. And don't play
with fire or run away to camp again !"
advised Mrs. Parke.
"No, we won't, mother ; but where is
Jim? We haven't seen him for the past
GEORGE APPLIES HISTORY 111
few days," asked George, who had a
plan for play all developed and ready
to put to the test.
"Why, Jim is over at Grahams' visit-
ing, but he is expected back this noon,
his mammy told me. By the way, did
you children know that Mrs. Graham
brought John's cousins and aunty back
from Washington, and the three chil-
dren are now visiting John?"
"No, are they?" gasped George
"How big are they?" asked Martha.
"The two boys are seven and twelve,
and the girl is about nine. They are
yery nice children, but not accustomed
to country life as you are," replied Mrs.
Parke, opening the door to go out.
. "Mother, mayn't we ask them over
to play with us?" cried George, quickly
following Mrs. Parke from the room.
"Why, certainly, if Mrs. Graham has
no other plans for their amusement. I
will 'phone her if you wish."
So George and Martha stood by their
mother's side while she asked, and heard
that John and his cousins would be de-
112 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
lighted to spend the afternoon at the
Mrs. Parke warned the two again
about playing in a nice, quiet manner
when the visitors arrived, and then she
hurried to the nursery to look after
Before she had turned the corner of
the stairway, George was half-way
down the basement stairs in search for
Jim. He was successful, too, for Jim
had returned home to his mammy an
hour before, had been made much over
in the guise of a large slice of mince
pie, and now sat on the stone step of
the areaway, pensively digesting his
"Jinfi, come along! John's cousins
are coming over to play with us!" whis-
pered George eagerly, watching alertly
lest the cook hear or see him beguiling
In another moment both boys were
up the steps and over the grass to meet
Martha, who stood waiting under the
lilacs, as usual, the meeting-place for
GEORGE APPLIES HISTORY 113
"Dem Washerton chilluns am a great
trouble to der mudder," exclaimed Jim,
rolling his eyes backward.
"Oh, yes! I forgot you were over at
John's. Do tell me what they are like,"
"Wall, all Fse kin say, is dat you'se
two an' Marse John am angels to dem
free from Washerton — ^mah daddy
sayed so!" said Jim, with an all-wise
air acquired since his travels to the ad-
"Humph! We'll show them some
sport they never had in a city!" bragged
George, determined not to have three
strangers from Washington take the
lead in play when he was around.
A cat-call drew the attention of the
.three waiting under the lilac bush, to
four running children coming over the
lawns from the direction of the high
stone wall on the side between Parkes'
and Grahams' boundary line.
"Where'd you come from?" won-
dered Martha, keenly eying the city
"Hoh I George and I could not com-
114 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
pete in climbing and running with Jack
and Bob ! And Win keeps up with her
brothers!" proudly explained John, then
signifying that Win was Winifred, his
cousin, while Jack was the oldest, and
Bob the youngest boy, of the visiting
"I've got a great plan to play. Just
heard all about Washington's first real
battle, and it will make great sport if
we take sides and play it properly,'*
said George, too eager to explain his
plans to stop for company's sake.
"We were just coming over to see
what we could do to have some fun,'*
"How shall we play it?" asked Win,
showing a readiness to take part in her
brothers' fun that quite won Martha's
"Why, I'm always George Washing-
ton, you know — seeing that he was my
relative," the latter addition coming
from George, as a semi-apology for se-
lecting the leading character.
"Now, one of you boys can be Gen-
eral Braddock or the French com-
GEORGE APPLIES HISTORY 115
mander — ^whichever you like. And the
two will choose sides. If the French
take Bob the British take John. Then
there is Jim for an Indian, and me for
Washington. The two girls can be sol-
diers, too. What do you say?/' con-
"Great! I'll be the Frenchman and
John can be Braddock!" replied Jack
"All right, then I'll choose George,
and you can have Bob. Jim will have
to be fought over to see who wins the
Indian, and the girls can choose whom
they want to fight with," replied John.
The next thing was to find suitable
uniforms and ammunition. This was
a difficult matter, as it necessitated the
entering of the old attic of the Parkes*
house. And should any adult be prowl-
ing about when George and Martha
crept up the three flights of colonial
stairs, it might interrupt the entire pro-
ceeding of the most decisive and cer-
tainly the greatest war these country
colonists had ever dared to hope for.
Hence, many were the admonitions
116 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
and advices whispered as they started
off, leaving the French and British ar-
mies agreed to wait under the side win-
dows and catch any equipment that
might come flying down from the attic
George and Martha reached the sec-
ond floor landing without meeting any
one, but in turning the short hall to
mount the third floor stairs, they en-
countered Jim's mother coming down.
"Whar yo' all creepin' lak dat?" de-
"Nowhere — only going to the attic to
Hunt for some things we want to play
with," instantly replied the alert
"Whar's dat Jim? Got him wid you
agin in some more uv yo' tom-foolery?"
asked the cook suspiciously.
"No, Aunt Jenny, we have company
and we're all going to play out in the
fields," said George, running upstairs
to cut short any further catechism.
Martha followed after her brother
and the cook stood looking after them
[for some time, but not seeing them re-
GEORGE APPLIES HISTORY; 117
appear with any doubtful package, she
continued on down to her kitchen.
Naturally, the children would not be
carrying packages down the dangerous
passageway from attic to battlefield,
when they could toss the things out of
the window to the grass below.
To George's great delight, he found
a bunch of turkey feathers tied ready
for dusters that winter. A great bou-
quet of these was tied in a Roman-
striped table scarf and dropped from
"Here's an old brass-buttoned coat
that Lewis's grandpa's butler used to
wear," whispered Martha, hauling into
sight from a massive trunk the faded*'
"What a find! Maybe there's more
of 'em!" excitedly suggested George,
helping pull the things from the chest.
They found the coachman's livery
complete, with gray beaver hat and
cockade. At the very bottom of this
mine they also drew out a relic of the
Civil War, an old veteran's complete
uniform, with its cap and knapsack.
118 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
"Oh, how wonderful!" sighed Mar-
tha with clasped hands. "George, please
promise me that Win and I may dress
up too, and not fight in girls' skirts!"
"Oh, I don't know! Maybe there
won't be any uniforms left for you
"Yes, there will be, too ! I found this
chest, and we girls will have first pick
out of them or you won't get any!" de-
clared Martha defiantly.
George was so amazed at his sister's
attitude, showing him plainly that wo-
men of the present day will not be or-
dered about by mere males, that he
bowed meekly to her commands.
Everything that could be utilized in
the forthcoming battle was sent flying
down from the attic windows, and then
the two pilferers crept downstairs.
When they reached the porch not a
thing could be seen of either clothing
or soldiers, but a careful whistle guided
them to the hedge back of the lilac
"We'll have great fun with these
clothes!" Jack complimented George.
GEORGE APPLIES HISTORY 119
"I told Martha that Win and she
could have first choice of the stuff to
dress up in," added George magnani-
"The girls! Why, they can't fight
like we can," objected Bob.
"All the same they're our uniforms,
and I found them!" retorted Martha,
handling the items to make her selec-
"Let me tell you what to do. I'm
oldest here," said Jack. "Martha take
one article first. Win the next, George
the next, me next, John after me, then
Bob, and then Jim."
"Fine ! Hurry up, Martha, and take
something," agreed George.
So Martha, eager to graduate out of
girls' skirts, took the coachman's striped
"Now, Win, your turn next," said
And Winifred, who had beautiful
long curls which she detested, chose
the cocked hat, under which she tucked
120 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
Then George selected the brass-but-
toned coat of the old veteran's grand-
Jack chose the butler's faded coat
with brass buttons. John looked the
items over and took the coachman's
gray beaver hat, Bob the trousers, and
then it was Jim's turn.
True to instinct, Jim chose the striped
Roman table scarf.
"Boys! Just the thing! We'll dress
Jim in the scarf and tie a bunch of
feathers to his head. I can get some
red chalk from the school-room and
streak war-paint on his face and chest !'*
cried George, with repressed excite-
"Fine!" "Great!" and "Wonderful !"
sounded from the others, but Jim pon-
dered this new plan, wondering whether
this might mean the unpleasant repeti-
tion of a scene like the homestead fire.
When all the garments were divided,
they were apportioned thus: Martha
had the breeches and vest of different
uniforms ; Winifred, the hat and coat of
others; George, the coat and scabbard;
GEORGE APPLIES HISTORY 121
Jack, the butler's coat and a pair of
long white duck trousers; John, the
coachman's coat and beaver hat; Bob,
the trousers and an odd coat, and Jim
the scarf, feathers and a dull, small axe
from the wood-cellar, picked up as
George ran out of the areaway.
They were soon arrayed, and no one
being willing to go to the house for
the red chalk, it was decided to add a
few more turkey feathers to his costume
and streak his face and neck with
grease from the garage supply.
Down back of the row of poplars
near the stone wall — as far from the
barns and house as it was possible to
go — the contending armies arranged to
fight out the war between England and
"You French have to climb that wall
and hold the fort on the other side,
while we chop through the forest here
and get up to fight you away," said
John, looking up and down the wall-
line for a better suggestion.
"Ah no, we can't fight that way,
Johnnie," argued Jack. "Let's go on
122 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
to the hedge fence and fight through
that. Then we can lay traps, shoot
through and catch prisoners."
This brilliant plan was immediately
accepted, and the soldiers took their
"Which side does Ah b'long to?"
asked Jim wistfully.
"We don't know yet, Jim. You're
an Iroquois brave, and we will both
try to get you," said George, pushing
Jim into the hedge, where he was asked
to hide and shoot arrows at both sides.
The ammunition used was composed
of beans, shot from pea-shooters, which
every boy carries in his pockets. Jim
had an armful of short sticks to throw
■for arrows, and the generals each had
a genuine weapon — one the broken
sword and the other its scabbard, that
came from the chest in the attic.
That was a fearful battle — shots flew
back and forth, stinging the soldiers
with the impact of the hard beans; the
two generals commanded and counter-
manded orders so rapidly and wildly
that both sides ran hither and thither
GEORGE APPLIES HISTORY 123
without obeying any order. Jim,
dressed scantily in the long brilliant
scarf and plenty of turkey feathers, re-
ceived most of the shot, as he was di-
rectly on the firing line in the hedge,'
until the French commander pulled;
him out and had him fight on their,
The fine green hedge was fast being
demolished by the war, when Jack
shouted: "It's time for Braddock to
I ^ "Well, why don't you send your In-
dian over to scalp him?" called George,
meantime shooting with such good aim
that the bean went right into Jack's
After sputtering over the shot, Jack
sent the Iroquois creeping carefully
through a new breach in the fort, and
just as General Braddock and Wash-
ington decided that Jim was too timid
to come over and fight, Martha
screamed a warning shout; but it was
With true savage subtlety of war-
fare, Jim brought down the blunt, small
124 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
axe on Braddock's head, wHere the stiff
beaver fortunately broke the blow.
Even as it vi^as, the British general top-
pled over from the onslaught, and had
to gasp for a moment to recover his
A wild shout rent the air as Jim
jumped and danced a war-dance, swing-
ing his axe and yelling wildly. So un-
expected was this part of the pro-
gram that the French abandoned
their easily-acquired victory and came
eagerly through the hedge to watcK
"You lay still where you are, Brad-
dock," commanded the young Wash-
ington. "I've got to bury you before
this Indian gets here to scalp you !"
(Whether John would have received
proper burial, or the Iroquois be dis-
suaded from scalping his victim, can-
not be said, for the gardener and chauf-
feur came upon the war scene, having
heard the yells of the French when they
downed the British general. ^
The sight which met their eyes was
so funny that both men doubled over^
' GEORGE 'APPLIES HISTORY 125
in mirth, and wisHed the families could
have witnessed this battle scene.
Being discovered as they were, the
children begged the two amused wit-
nesses not to tell any one. Then John
was pulled out of the stiff, gray beaver,
which had been driven down over his
entire face with the blow from the axe,
and Jim was ordered back to civilized
clothing, much against his inclination,
ifor paint, war-bonnet and Roman-
stripes suited his tastes exactly.
The bundles of clothing were rolled
together and left in charge of the gar-
dener, who agreed to smuggle them
back to the attic via the housemaid, his
daughter. But his promise was ignored
the moment he saw his favorite hedge.
"Whad* yo' mean by smashin' dat fine
haidge lak dat? D'yoh know it tuk us
five yeahs t' grow dat same bushes lak
"Well, when two nations fight, every-
thing goes — they never stop just for
houses, lands and hedges!" retorted
"But yo* all destructed more'n forty
126 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
feet uv dis haidge, an' yoh diden have
t' use more'n six feet ef yo' had t' fight !"-
wailed the poor man.
Suddenly from the other side of the
hedge, came smothered cries and
amazed exclamations, as Mrs. Graham
and her friend peered at, and then
through the well broken-down hedge,
and beheld the victorious and van-
quished soldiers in all their battle array.
Immediately there followed a retreat
of both armies that spoke well for the
immediate future friendship of the ene-
mies, for now they had met a common i
(Waterloo which would necessitate im-'
mediate flight and swiftness to circum-i
vent deserved punishment and impris-
MRS. GRAHAM soon reached the
Parke house and asked to see the
mistress at once. Fearing some-
thing had happened to her mischievous
children, Mrs. Parke ran downstairs
and into, the room where the two ladies
awaited her coming.
"Anything dreadful happen?" cried
Mrs. Parke, as soon as she had greeted
"Nothing more than a decisive battle
between the British and French. But
the scene of the fight is what has hap-
pened," said Mrs. Graham, with annoy-
ance at the thought of the hedge.
"What is it? — I haven't heard or seen
a thing. The little ones are out play-
ing about somewhere with John and
128 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
his cousins," declared Mrs. Parke, still
in the dark.
"Maybe they were, but they are not
now. I fancy they are hiding safely
somewhere. But let me tell you as much
as I know."
The story of how the two ladies,
while walking in the rose-garden, heard
shouts and yells coming from the ex-
treme end of the property line, and hur-
ried over to find the hedge almost hewn
and broken to pieces, while Jack, com-
manding the French, had just nego-
tiated with the gardener for the safe
conduct of the uniforms to the attic
again, was told to an eager listener.
At the conclusion of how the soldiers
fled indiscriminately, Mrs. Parke cov-
ered her face with both hands and
laughed till the tears rolled from her
"It*s all very well for you to laugh,
Kate, but just think of what might have
happened if John had not been pro-
tected by that stiff beaver hat," said
Mrs. Graham angrily.
"Then I wouldn't have laughed. But
delightful; imprisonment 129
he was protected, so why conjure up
things that might have been?" said Mrs.
"Because these children must be
taught once for all that in one of their
Revolutionary escapades, one of them
might be very dangerously injured —
perhaps fatally so! John is my son,
"Yes, as much yours as George is
mine, but children are especially pro-
tected by an all-seeing Providence. I'd
rather have them play in good outdoor
exercise, such as these Washington
ideas give them, than to have them sulk,
or lounge and tease each other about the
house or verandas. At least, you will
admit that they are never at a loss for
something to keep them occupied."
"Most assuredly not!" sighed Mrs.
"Well, I always punish my two
youngsters when they do anything too
wild or unexpected, just to keep them
within bounds, but I wouldn't think of
forbidding them to play Washington
to their hearts' content, even if a hedge
130 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS ^
is broken down, or some old family;
relics are utilized for the game."
"Well, under the circumstances, I
suppose you are willing to pacify the
gardener for the damaged hedge, as
well as pay for the new one," said Mrs.
Graham, smiling feebly at the result of
"I will not have much trouble witK
the gardener, as he is the sworn ally
of those children. As for the hedge, I
should think you would rather pay for
a broken bush than for a son's broken
head," teased Mrs. Parke laughingly.
So it was decided that each side pay
half of the costs, and both mothers
punish again the participants in the
life of Washington, although it seemed
doubtful if the children would ever be
cured of the desire to try a new ex-
The day following the great battle
at the hedge, George and Martha were
told to remain in the attic as a punish-
ment. Now, both thought this a dread-
ful hardship, although had they been
told not to go near the attic, both would
DELIGHTFUL IMPRISONMENT 131
certainly have delighted in trying to get
as near to it as was possible, without
actually breaking their word or being
But a fine drizzle began falling about
ten o'clock, and as this would have
spoiled the day for outdoor fun, George
"It's all for the best, Martha! Here'
we are in the dry attic with wonderful
trunks and chests still to be examined,
while the day might have been fine, and
made us feel sorry to stay in."
"Yes, but I wonder what John and
the French are doing?" wondered
"Jack said they were going back to
Washington to-day or to-morrow morn-
ing, so I don't s'pose we will see them
Martha went over to the window to
look out toward the Grahams' house,
which could be seen from their third-
floor windows. But no one was to be
seen at the Grahams', and she turned
to walk away, when she spied an old
book-case filled with huge volumes, for-
132 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
merly the library sets of her grand-
While George rummaged about the
old chests and trunks, Martha looked
over the titles of the old red morocco
bindings, and finally called to her
"George, here's a pictured life of
Washington. Help me lift it down — it
is so heavy."
Eager for amusement, George ran
over, and together they carried the large
tome to the old-fashioned settle by the
window, and knelt down before it to
look at the pictures.
After turning over the first pictures
in the book, Martha said: "Oh, see!
here is one of the battle scenes we
fought yesterday. This is the *Battle of
Both children studied the expressions
of the savages, as they scalped the luck-
less soldiers, and the courage of Wash-
ington, who bravely called "Forward!"
to his handful of men while a mass of
Indians stood ready to scalp every one
DELIGHTFUE IMPRISONMENT 133
"Say, Martha, aren't you thankful we
had a Washington in America?" said
George, as his sister turned the page.
"Yes, indeed! Just think of what
would have happened if he had never
been born," sighed Martha, with relief
that he had.
"Here's where they are burying Gen-
eral Braddock. See the men crying,
and some of 'em holding torches in the
dark woods so they can see to dig the
grave," said George reverently at the
"The next chapter in the book is all
about the Battle of Lake George. See
the men in the boats rowing across the
lake?" said Martha, turning the page
on the death scene that made George
act so strangely different from his us-
ual independent self.
"Mother never read us that; s'pose
we take turns in reading it to each
other while we are shut up here?" ven-
"So we will, and maybe we'll show
mother that we know more about Wash-
ington than she thinks; we do," and
134 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
Martha arranged the cumbersome vol-
ume so that it was easier to read from.
"I'll read first, and then you take
your turn," said she.
" 'The expeditions against Niagara
and Crown Point failed, but the fail-
ures were not as disastrous as that of
Duquesne. The troops of the northern
sections assembled at Albany, and Shir-
ley took command of the one against
Niagara; but many delays caused the
men to be held at Albany until the sea-
son was well advanced. The army was
composed of regiments from New
York, New Jersey, New England, and
a few Indians.
" Tn July he began the march for
Oswego, but on the way he heard of
the dreadful news of Braddock's defeat,
and this spread such consternation
through the ranks that many men de-
serted, while the Indians showed signs
of turning to the stronger of the war
" Tt was late in August that he finally
managed to reach Oswego, where he
made a strenuous effort to fill up his
DELIGHTFUL IMPRISONMENT 135
ranks. All the Indians deserted here,
and he finally started out for Niagara,
but heavy rains and sickness in the
ranks caused him to give up this plan.
So leaving seven hundred men to gar-
rison the fort at Oswego, he started
back with the remainder of his army to
" 'The army destined for Crown
Point consisted of about 5,000 men un-
der the command of Johnson. Impa-
tient to start the campaign, this com-
mander collected equipment and sent it
to a place about sixty miles above Al-
" 'Here a fort was erected, and hav-
ing left a few men to garrison it, the
others advanced to the southern ex-
tremity of Lake George. Here Johnson
heard that the enemy was erecting a
fort at the opposite end of the lake,
about fifteen miles below Crown Point.
" 'He was about to move against the
enemy, thus hoping to reduce the work
on the fort before it could be defended,
but information caused him to change
136 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
" *The news was, that Baron DIeskau
had arrived in Canada from France
with a large army, and with the
Canadians and Indians was now ad-
vancing rapidly to attack the English
settlements. The dire news was sent to
the colonies, and Johnson began to for-
tify his camp. He secretly conveyed a
few cannons from Fort Edward to his
camp, and doubling his spies and
scouts, awaited attack.
" 'Dieskau proceeded to Oswego, but
hearing of Johnson's advance on
Crown Point, he directed operations
against him, sure of an easy victory.
The Frenchman's contempt for the
English was increased when Johnson,
through mistaken information, sent
forth a thousand men to attack the
French, who were said to be advancing
incautiously in companies.
" 'Needless to say that the report had
been given out by the French them-
selves, and the moment the English
were far enough from camp to be
trapped, they were surrounded and
many were slain; but the greater part
PELIGHTFUL IMPRISONMENT 137
of the detachment escaped to camp,
closely pursued by the victorious
" 'Dieskau had heard that Johnson
had no artillery at camp, and confident
of victory, he formed his men to ad-
vance in true military style, instead of
attacking the fort at once.
" 'Johnson, determined to fight cour-
ageously and defend the camp to the
last, uncovered the cannons, which so
confused the enemy that they fled to the
woods, leaving Dieskau's ranks in
greater confusion than if a rout had
" 'The French regulars, however,
stood their ground and opened a brisk
fire on the camp, which continued for
" 'The engagement lasted until the
French were compelled to retire, after
the loss of more than i,ooo men,
Dieskau being mortally wounded also,
and made prisoner. His remaining
army, preparing to rest and reform
their company, were surprised, attacked
and all fled in greatest confusion, leav-
138 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS "
ing their baggage and equipment be-
" 'Johnson did not follow up this vic-
tory, as it was late in the autumn, and
he decided that it was a hazard too great
to risk under the conditions. So he
built Fort William Henry at the south-
ern end of the lake, and leaving 600
men to garrison it, disbanded the re-
mainder of his army.
" 'Thus did the three main expedi-
tions fail, and at the end of 1755 the
French were more firmly planted in
North America than ever before.
" 'Having won so easily the land at
Crown Point, and having won other
important points, as well as having
built or strengthened many forts, the
French influenced the vacillating minds
of the Indians, who began flocking to
" 'But when the French endeavored
to encourage the Cherokees to join
their side, the attempt only caused this
powerful nation to become firmer al-
lies of Great Britain, and by a treaty
made with the governor of South Car-
DELIGHTFUE IMPRISONMENT 139
olina, they voluntarily ceded to the king
of Great Britain a large portion of their
" 'The defeat of Braddock and the
flight of Dunbar left the frontier of
Virginia exposed to the horrors of In-
dian warfare. Then the Assembly
voted money and men for the protection
of the colonists.
" 'Colonel Washington, being the
ablest man in the colony, was appointed
commander-in-chief of the Virginia
forces. With but a thousand men, some-
times not more than seven hundred, the
young commander was expected to de-
fend a frontier of more than three hun-
dred miles in extent, against savages of
the crudest type.
" 'But feeling that no time could be
lost, Washington proceeded to inspect
the condition of the frontier defences.
He made his headquarters at Winches-
ter on the 14th of September, 1755, and
thence visited the different forts. While
on this work, reports came that Indians
had attacked and were massacring the
settlers of the back settlements.
140 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS '
" 'Washington immediately changed
his course and hurried to Winchester
to induce the terrified people to unite
in defending their families. But his
commands were of no avail, in the face
of the frightful deeds, and the fears of
the people, and the enemy fled with
their plunder and captives to security
afforded them by the guns at Fort Du-
" 'The young commander knew that
repetitions of such acts could only be
stopped by securing the fort of the
French on the Ohio. But this was an
impossibility, because of few men and
no means. And he could not induce
the Assembly to increase either, to make
it possible to protect the frontier prop-
"That's as far as I want to read; now
you take a turn," suggested Martha,
rising from her knees to make room for
George to take her place before the
"Fd rather read about his crossing
the Delaware and the big battles in the
Revolution," said George, turning the
DELIGHTFUL IMPRISONMENT 141
pages over and over to find the place
"We ought to read right along, and
not jump from place to place as you
do," objected Martha.
"Oh, that's all right for school, but
when we are going to be amused we
ought to find enjoyable ways — not like
lessons," replied George.
A step on the floor outside and a
hand at the door-knob dispersed all
thought of reading, however, and the
two prisoners jumped up to find out
who was coming to see them.
A fuzzy little dark head popped in
iat the crack of the door and Jim whis-
"S-sh! Ah got a bag uv ginger-
snaps. Mah mammy guv 'em t' me t'
brung up heah fer us all."
"Oh, goody! goody! Come over by
the window and let's eat 'em," said
So the book was forgotten for the
time, while Jim regaled his companions
with the results of his mammy's splen-
THE EFFECTS OF PRISON LIFE
WHEN the last crumb of the gin-
ger-snaps was gone, the three
children jumped up and
looked around for a suggestion of en-
"Jim, did you ever see the pictures
in this big book?" asked Martha, going
to the opened volume of history.
"No'm, Ah hain't never see'd any-
thin' but them pickshers in mah culler
book what yer granny guv me."
"Oh, don't waste time showing Jim
that book now — let me show him some
of the old war relics In this chest,"
called George, lifting the lid of the
The three children admired or
laughed at the odd-looking clothes
found in the chest, and then Martha
raised the lid of an old hair-trunk that
EFFECTS OF PRISON LIFE 143
stood close to the chest. She had peeped
into it the day of the French and Eng-
lish battle, but being called to help with
the uniforms, had forgotten it again.
The first thing she found was an old
yellow linen slip-cover, spread out so
that it covered the entire top of the
trunk. But something inside was care-
fully pinned up, and a string at the
open end tied the contents safely within.
Martha removed the pins and untied
the strings and lifted one side of the
linen bag. But whatever was carefully
protected by soft paper wrappers with-
in, could not be seen without removing
the entire package from the old slip-
cover. So the* bag was carried to the
settle and George helped to slide the
More pins and strings held the paper
about something soft and swishy.
"Ooh-ah ! isn't it lovely !" sighed Mar-
tha, clasping her hands.
"For a girl — ^ye-es, it is pretty!"
"Ah tink it am de weddin' dress uv
some gran'mother," remarked Jim,
144 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
placing his dirty hands behind him to
insure their not touching the shimmer-
ing, soft silk dress that lay before them.
"I have an idea!" suddenly exclaimed
"What is it?" asked George, looking
at her curiously.
"Won't that make the most beautiful-
est dress for Martha Custis to get mar-
ried in?" said Martha, in a dramatic
"Oh!" was all the two boys dared to
say at the idea.
"And I'll wear curls made of long
shavings, and a fan — and maybe I can
borrow mother's satin evening slippers !
What will you wear at the wedding,
George?" said Martha excitedly.
"I don't know. Let's open this and
see how long it will be. You don't
want to play getting married to-day,
do you?" ventured George.
"Oh, no ! We have to have you come
and visit me and fall in love, and then
ask me to marry you, you know," said
Martha, with great superiority natural
to her sex.
EFFECTS OF PRISON LIFE 145
"I don't want to go through all
that tom-f oolery ! Let's get John over
and just play getting married. Jim can
get out and run over for John in some
way or other. ^Vill you, Jim?" asked
"Ah will ef mah granny don' ketch
me runnin' out de areaway," agreed
"Say, Martha, why not let Jim down
out of the window?" cried George, with
"Oh, fine! How can we do it?"
"Ah, say! Ah did'en 'gree t' fall
down free stories!" objected the scape-
goat of the Washington war-parties.
"Don't be afraid, Jim! ,You won't
have to fall if you do as we tell you,"
"Yeh! Dat's what yo' all said when
Ah played Injun in dat Burdock fight,
an' den Ah got a wholloping from bof
sides — ^mah mammy an' mah daddy,
when dey hearn tell how Ah had t'
scalp Burdock t' win de fight fer de;
French!" grumbled Jim.
"Oh, that was different! This is only
,146 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
an easy way for you to get away from,
here and look for John, you see," ex-
plained George anxiously.
Martha had been gazing down, and
now she turned to say: "We will have
to tie rope or strips of sheets together
to let him down like firemen do, you
Immediately George began seeking
for a rope, and fortunately for the fu-
ture experiences of the "Little Wash-
ingtons" he found a great coil of rope
that was placed near the window to use
in case of fire. One end was secured
to an iron ring in the beam under the
"Oh, what luck! Just the thing,"
cried George, as he began unwinding
"Here now, Jim, stand over here by
the window while we tie you up. And
remember — run right over to John's
and tell him to come over and play
minister for us to get married," said
George, as he reached the end of the
"No, no — ^not to get married so
EFFECTS OF PRISON LIFE 147
quick! Only to play being your step-
son," corrected Martha.
"How can he be my step-son if you
won't get married?/' said George scorn-
"Ah reckon de ting t' do is fer me
t' git John heah an' let yo' all ack what
yo' lak afterward," mumbled Jim, with
one of his rare spells of brilliancy.
"Yes, that's the thing to do!" ap-
George lost no time in tying the rope
about Jim's slim little waist, but to make
doubly sure that it would not slip, the
messenger-to-be begged his companions
to wind it about again and again. Thus,
when Jim was pronounced ready to de-
scend via the aerial route, he looked
more like a rope-bound mummy than a
"Safe and sure as this floor !" bragged
George, admiring his handiwork.
"Hurry up and let him down or
some one will come up and stop us!"
Between them, George and Martha;
dragged the heavy window settle away
,148 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
and Jim crawled out on the sill to look
"Ah wish it war higher up!" sighed
"Higher up! Aren't three stories
high enough?" cried George, taken
back for once by Jim's courage.
"Ah means dat Ah wish dat grass
war higher up — 'bout free feet under
this winder," explained Jim dolefully.
His two conspirators exchanged
glances, and George motioned Martha
to act quickly or Jim would bolt.
Without further preliminaries, Jim
was shoved over the window-sill and
told to "hold fast" to the rope till his
feet touched the ground. Instinctively,
the victim clutched at the rope above
his head as he felt himself sliding off
of the shingled eaves, and it was well
he did so at the time.
Neither one of the plotters had
stopped to consider that the rope wound
about Jim's body might suddenly un-
wind with the weight hanging at its
end, thus whirling the boy around and
around, and swiftly jerking him up the
EFFECTS OF PRISON LIFE 149
moment the coil had found its resist-
ance by the loop tied about the body.
But Jim's hold on the rope above his
head prevented any strain from making
the rope unwind itself as the weight
George and Martha found that Jim,
although light in weight and small of
size, was rather heavy when hung from
an attic window. The force of gravi-
tation from that height added consider-
ably to his weight, but the children did
not think of this.
"Gracious, Martha ! Brace your feet
against this beam or he'll slip!" cried
George, the beads of moisture starting
on his forehead.
"Don't you think he is 'most down?"
breathed Martha uncomfortably.
"I'll hang on to him while you look
— be quick about it, though!" ordered
George, getting an extra twist of the
rope about his wrist and bending back
on the rope.
Martha climbed up on the settle, and
looking from the window, she saw Jim
try to get a better hold on the rope with
150 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
one hand that was being chafed. He
was about opposite the veranda roof
at the time.
As she looked he began gyrating fu-
riously, and as he whirled he seemed
to drop. Martha screamed frantically,
making George pull the harder to hold
up the rope — for he feared from the
sudden laxity on his end, that the rope
had slipped in some manner.
Even as Martha yelled, Jim came to
the end of his whirl, and he was yanked
to a halt by the tautness of the rope
gripped by George in the attic. From
the resistance, he was suddenly stopped
within two feet of the ground. The
loop tied under his arms had tightened
by the jerk upon it, so that he could
not move, and could scarcely breathe.
At the time the rope began to un-
wind itself from Jim's body, George
was stretched almost flat upon his back
with the strain he was bringing on his
iend of the rope. George was just go-
ing to ease his hold when the laxness
suddenly ceased and the yank came, so
that he was unceremoniously pulled to
EFFECTS OF PRISON LIFE 151
the window and had it not been for the
wall, he might have been made to fol-
low Jim's descent.
Simultaneously with George's con-
tact with the wall, Jim dropped the
rest of the way — about two feet from
the grass, and sprawled out, face down,
on Mother Earth.
By this time Martha was speechless
from fright, and George, while he
freed his skinned wrist of the rope,
begged for word about Jim, but to no
avail. His sister could not utter a
The moment George saw Jim
stretched on the grass, he thought he
had fallen, so rushing wildly from the
attic, he ran down the stairs, colliding
with his grandmother, who called to
know "What now?"
On, on, down to the hall and out of
the side door went George, picturing
himself in a doomed man's cell —
doomed for murder in the first degree.
As George reached the prostrate boy,
Jim discovered he was not dead, but
safely reposing on the ground, so he
152 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
dared to open his eyes and take a deep
"Ah-umm!" sighed Jim, as the sweet
fresh air filled his lungs, and his eyes
beheld at close range the damp, greeri
blades of close-cropped lawn-grass.
"Jim! Jim! are you dead?" cried!
George, on his knees beside the boy.
"Ya-as, Ah am — an' it's all yo' fault,
too !" whimpered Jim, feeling a sudden
pity at the thought of himself as a pos-
sible angel, leaving his mammy on earth
to cry for him.
"Oh, Jim, forgive me — us, I mean!
Martha and I never dreamed you were
going to let go like you did!"
"Ah won't never forgive yo' all, cuz
Ah mought hab been killed an' who
could save me?" howled the boy.
George resented this inference. "We
didn't do it ! You just went and let go,
and then you spun around like we do
in the swing when we play flying and
twist the swing-ropes all up tight!"
"Diden yo leg'go your end?" ques-
tioned Jim, sitting upright to stare un-
EFFECTS OF PRISON LIFE 153
" 'Course not ! Look at my poor
wrists ! Did I let go and wear the skin
to the bone — did I?" cried George,
holding up his hands to Jim's gaze.
"Nah — Ah reckon yo' diden — but
whad was it?"
"Yourself, 'cause you let go of the
rope when you ought to have gripped
it like anything!"
Before further explanations could be
given, Martha, followed by grand-
mother with her knitting (she had
dropped a whole row of stitches in the
excitement), nurse holding the baby at
a dangerous angle, mammy with bread-
dough clinging to her hands, and
mother holding her hat, which she had
just removed upon coming indoors,
crowded about the two boys — one still
tied in the rope.
Every one saw the rope, followed its
length to the top story, and then let
their eyes lower again to the two silent
boys gazing speechless at each other.
"What is this?" demanded Mrs.
"Jim, what yo' goin' for to dor^
154 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
Clim' dat house an' git in dat attic
whar dem chilluns wuz prisoners?"
came from Jim's mammy, with dire
meaning in her tones.
Before any one of the three culprits
could open their lips to explain, mammy
had Jim out of the coil, and was yank-
ing him by the collar of his loose shirt,
in the direction of the areaway, there
to do penance for trying to climb a
Mrs. Parke ordered mammy and
nurse to take charge of the two children
who had broken their pledge to remain
all day in the attic. They were re-
manded to two separate store-room clos-
ets, where no window or rope could
offer temptations. Only a high tran-
som window for light and air was in
As no explanations would be heard,
Martha and George, to say nothing of
innocent Jim, felt they were cruelly
misunderstood. And Jim, as he sat in
a corner of the kitchen tied to the
wooden stool with a wash-line, wished
with all the fervor in his trembling lit-
EFFECTS OF PRISON LIFE 155
tie body that he had really and truly
gone to heaven when the rope let him
down to earth.
"Reckon dat mammy would feel dif-
ferent ef Ah wuz climin' dem clouds
playin* a lil' harp," whimpered Jim to
himself, tears crowding from his round
black eyes as he pictured himself thus.
"Whad dat yo' mumblin' to yo'self in
dat cornah?" threatened his mammy.
"Nuffin ! Ah jes' wishin' Ah'd gone
daid dis time, den yo' woulden had no
Jimmy t' shake an' tie up to de floor!"
"Sea heah, boy, don' yo' go an' 'dulge
dem fool notions er Ah'll hep yo' cry
dem away jes as soon as dis bread is
bakin'," came ominously from his re-
spected parent. So Jim drooped silently
in the corner, wondering if his com-
panions-in-misery were getting all that
he hoped was coming to them.
But Jim did not hear of their form of
punishment until some time later, be-
cause other exciting events crowded
such past and already forgotten memo-
ries from mind.
m THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
That evening at dinner, when the two
culprits had been bathed and dressed,
and ready to meet their father, and Jim
had been treated to bread and molasses
before going to bed, Mr. Parke an-
nounced wonderful news.
"Who do you think called me up on»
the telephone to-day?" said he, looking
at George and Martha.
"The constable?" gasped George
His father threw back his head and
laughed loudly, but Mrs. Parke
watched the children with an expres-
sion of understanding.
"Of course not! Have you two been
meriting arrest again?"
"No, but some folks think we have !"
said George, sending his mother a pity-
"Well, I'm glad you are safe for the
time being," laughed Mr. Parke, see-
ing the glance. "But this is a fine bit
of news for you and Martha."
No one seemed able to guess the
secret, so Mr. Parke had to tell them.
"My sister and her two children are
EFFECTS OF PRISON LIFE 157
coming from Philadelphia to spend a
few weeks with us — how about it?"
Before Mr. Parke had quite finished
his sentence, George and Martha were
up and over at his side, each hugging
him from his and her vantage point.
Mrs. Parke, too, was mildly enthused,
and when one could be heard again,
"Oh, I'm so glad, Tom, as those chil-
dren were always such models of be-
havior ! Now George and Martha will
see what quiet, obedient youngsters are
"Don't be so sure of that, Kate. Sis-
ter is now in Washington, and 'phoned
me from there. She says that Jack and
Anne are all she can manage these
days, and she hoped George and Mar-
tha would be able to interest them in
other things besides pranks and play."
This desirable news brought the eyes
of George and Martha to meet each
other, and the latter said in a whisper:
"How about that wedding, then?"
"Just the thing — and the courtship,
don't forget that."
158 THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
"What is this you're planning now?"
asked Mrs. Parke.
"Oh, just a nice, quiet game," said
both children, nodding understandingly
at each other.
"Well, I'm relieved to hear that. We
want you to play quiet, polite games
with your little cousins when they are
here," replied Mr. Parke, with a sigh.
So the "Little Washingtons" went to
bed to dream of all the things they
would do when Jack and Anne Davis
would be their guests.
And how they carried out their plans
will be told in their next book, called
"The Little Washingtons' Relatives."
THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
By LILLIAN ELIZABETH ROY
Handsomely Bound. Colored Wrappers. Illustrated.
For Children 6 to 12 Years
This series presents early American history in a manner
that impresses the young readers. Because of George and
Martha Washington Parke, two young descendants of the
famous General Washington, these stories follow exactly
the life of the great American, by means of playing they
act the life of the Washingtons, both in battles and in
THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS
Their thrilling battles and expeditions generally end in '* punishment "
lessons read by Mrs. Parke from the " Life of Washington/' The culprits
listen intently, for this reading generally gives them new ideas for further
games of Indian warfare and Colonists' battles.
THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS RELATIVES
\ The Davis children visit the Parke home and join zealously in the games
of playing General Washington. So zealously, in fact, that little Jim
almost loses his scalp.
THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS' TRAVELS
' The children wage a fierce battle upon the roof of a hotel in New York
City. Then, visiting the Davis home in Philadelphia, the patriotic Wash^
ingtons vanquish the Hessians on a battle-field in the empty lot back of
the Davis property.
THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS AT SCHOOL
After the school-house battle the Washingtons discover a band of gyp^
sies camping near the back road to their homes and incidentally they secure
the stolen horse which the gypsies had taken from the " butter and egg
farmer" of the Parkes.
THE LITTLE WASHINGTONS' HOLIDAYS
They spend a pleasant summer on two adjoining farms in Vermont
During the voyage they try to capture a "frigate" but little Jim is caught
and about to be punished by the Captain when his confederates hasten in
and save him.
GROSSET & DUNLAP, Publishers, NEW YORK
LITTLE JACK RABBIT
By DAVID CORY
Author of LITTLE JOURf^EYS TO HAPPYLAND
Colored Wrappers With Text Ulustratioais
A new and unique series about the furred and feathered
little people of the wood and meadow.
Children will eagerly follow the doings of little Jack
Rabbit, who, every morning as soon as he has polished the
front door knob and fed the canary, sets out from his little
house in the bramble patch to meet his friends in the Shady
Forest and Sunny Meadow. And the clever way he es-
capes from his three enemies, Danny Fox, Mr. Wicked
Weasel and Hungry Hawk will delight the youngsters.
LITTLE JACK RABBIT'S ADVENTURES
LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND DANNY FOX
LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND THE SQUIRREL
LITTLE JACK RABMT AND CHIPPY CHIPMUNK
LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND THE BIG BROWN
LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND UNCLE JOHN HARE
LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND PROFESSOR CROW
LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND OLD MAN WEASEL
LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND MR. WICKED WOLF
LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND HUNGRY HAWK
Grosset & DuNLAP, Publishers, New York
:^^ •^^•^^V' JC